#the owlhouse belos x reader

[owlish-owlhouse]

I don’t know if you do headcanons but - what do you think belos would be like if he started developing a crush ? 👀 your last post was so good it had me thinking about this

Thankyou and yes I do headcannons, sorry this took so long it got buried in my drafts :)

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Belos is a manipulative person who's a narcissist that has a god complex disorder. He also has a savior complex making him extra delusional and dangerous, as he's able to justify everything he does to himself as a means to an end. Despite the fact that it's very wrong.

His delusion of speaking to the Titan and misinterpreting it's words (if it does speak to him) make him not only dangerous but leaves him with a large following who are willing to do anything for him as they think it's for the will of the Titan. That being said I don't think he'd be the worst lover even if he had deep flaws. (Flaws that he would hide from you to win your affection and love)

But it also depends on the kind of love Belos is giving you. Is it genuine love or manipulative interest? Does he really love you or are you a toy to him? A tool or a means to an end? Something to amuse his sadistic desires? Turns out your none of those things as he could never bring himself to hurt you. Manipulative yes it's simply in his nature, but feeling genuine affection and love? Also Yes. He's fallen in love and he's fallen hard. This crush will be the death of him as you fill his head as he slowly becomes enamoured.

Oh he recognizes it's the ultimate irony that he fell for a witch after killing his brother for the very same thing. He knows he shouldn't have feelings for you but something deep inside him stirs whenever he's around you or thinks of you. Perhaps you've used your magic to ensnare him or perhaps 400 years of being alone has finally gotten to him and he just wants someone to hold and care for him. He never had time for a partner in the other world and perhaps with the Day of Unity slowly approaching this is a reward for his plans. God sending him someone to save from the hell the rest of their kind will endure, someone he can love. Whatever the reason, he does love you in his own twisted way and will do whatever necessary to keep you safe and feeling the same as him.

Belos doesn't get out much barley ever leaving the castle since he has lackeys to do his work for him. He either met you at a castle ball or some important coven function held at the castle.

Knowing it would be odd if he didn't engage in his party he decides to pick someone at random to ask to dance. Spotting you seemingly all alone he comes over and asks with a polite bow if you'd like to dance with him. Your flustered face made him smile and he often thought back to that first meeting. You seemed hesitant but smiling at your Emperor you took his offered hand and were whisked off to dance much to the surprise of everyone. As you dance he has a casual conversation asking about the party and small talk but than you say something that catches his interest and the conversation turns to other more in depth topics.

Since he talked/danced with you at random he can't get you out of his mind. It becomes very dangerous for you as your fate is now sealed as his.

He loves your intellect. The short talk you had completely captured his attention, he can't remember when that last happened. Yes while your very aesthetically pleasing to look at it's your intellect and wit that win him over in the end and make him curious about you. Anyone can be pretty but not everyone can be intelligent. He could never be with someone dull and after speaking to you about that random topic his brain bounces around what you said not letting him think of anything else. It's fills his thoughts and soon enough no matter what he's doing your all he can think of.

Belos will start obsessing over you in private, learning everything he can about you so he can make a plan to win you over. Your favorite flowers, your favorite color, your hobbies, the school you went too, your magic track/coven, your job, your education level, anything and everything he can find out about you he takes the knowledge in to use for later. He's an old romantic and wants to court you the correct way as well as make you fall in love the old fashioned way. Puritan Catholics were encouraged to marry for love and be wed because God brought them together, he intends to continue this tradition thinking your a gift from God himself for all his hard work. He wants a willing lover that will adore him not someone who will be forced to sit and be obedient by his side.

He constantly finds himself thinking of you while working. Your laugh. Your smile. The short talk you had together. The dance you shared. Your hands looped behind his neck as you danced. His hands on your waist as he glided across the ballroom floor with you. The way you blushed when he offered you to dance and the shocked look you gave him realizing it was the Emperor. You make him a flustered mess and it frustrates him to no end but it also makes him happy to think of you. His heart beating in a way that gives him butterflies. He truly hasn't felt this way in centuries.

He begins to court you once he feels he knows everything he needs to know to win your heart. Flowers are sent to your home along with extravagant gifts and heartfelt letters he wrote. All anonymous at first to gauge your reaction and see what you'd do when given a secret admirer. He starts off small but soon it becomes more intimate, more personal. You seem happy to receive the gifts regardless and when he heard from a coven scout that your searching for the admirer he gets a deep sense of pride.

Deciding it's time Belos sends you a letter this time signed with his seal and invites you to dine at the castle with him. Belos knows exactly what he wants and makes it very clear he would like to court you. When your surprised he just admits your the only witch who's made him feel this way and that the short talk you had was something he kept thinking of. It's flattering to say the least and although a little overwhelming you can't deny your Emperor and allow yourself to be courted.

Belos is a patient man. He has time to win your heart and he intends to win it the correct way. Every move he does to become closer to you is carefully calculated and planned. He enjoys your presence and he wants you to adore him as much as he does you. He will win your heart through softly spoken words, thought out gifts, and gentle actions.

Dates are a private affair always done in the privacy of the castle. He swears it's for saftey reasons and not because he doesn't want people to know your courting. He could care less if people knew you were his, infact he'd prefer it but it's too early in the relationship for anything like that. He had his suspicions the covenheads already knew. And he knows Hunter at least had some suspicions about the mysterious guest Belos kept bringing to the castle.

He's slow but very deliberate with his ministrations. Waiting for the perfect moment to have your firsts together. Your first hand holding, your first date, your first cuddle session, your first time saying I love you to each other, your first time sitting on the throne with him, your first kiss, your first time making out. He spreads them out and makes sure not to rush things. He wants you to know he enjoys you and your company and not just your body. He's more than content to just talk all night and hold you close than doing other activities. As much as he loves your body you both have time and he doesn't want to rush and ruin anything.

Months in when your living in the castle but not in the same room is when Belos thinks it's time. It's been hundreds of years since Philip was banned from every town in the Boiling Isles. Your sitting on his throne with him humming softly as he plays with your hair. Your head is against his chest and he's truly never felt such bliss. In this soft moment he tells you his real name is Philip. That's when he's in trouble. Once you say his name outloud he knows no matter what he will have you as his. You will rule by his side as his beloved in the Isles and become his partner in the human Realm once the Day of Unity approaches.

Oh (Y/N) you had no idea what you did to him...

[owlish-owlhouse]

Hey! Could i req a romantic yan!belos x energetic/clumsy reader that tends to accide get into forbidden and strange areas in the castle?

When you'd fallen through a door in the library this isn't where you thought you'd end up.

"You're always welcome in my lab dear unless I state otherwise. Why use the secret entrance when you're one of the few allowed to use the front door?" Philip hums from his work station as he fiddles with his staff. Parts were strewn out in front of him and tools were tossed across the table as he scribbled down notes. Standing there blinking as you take in the familiar work room of your husband you pause.

"... Oh it's just your lab? I was hoping for somewhere more exciting." You said semi disappointed your adventure didn't lead to some secret or otherwise undiscovered part of the castle. Your little accidental adventures often did and you'd decided to start mapping them so more forgetting parts of your home could be used again.

"Sorry to disappoint then." Philip hummed amused as he picked up a screwdriver as he began screwing with his device. The crystal inside blinked to life before dying again making him hum deep in thought. He was just glad you had taken a left instead of a right otherwise you might be screaming rather than sighing in boredom.

Patting the seat next to him you flopped into the chair without hesitation. Staring at the sharp spikes of the more cave like room before turning towards him you tilted your head before looking at his work. Reaching for a part he kept a close eye on it from the corner of his vision as you spin it between your fingers. It falls out of your grasp but he catches it.

"What are you working on?" You question watching him continue to work and he smiles at the way your eyes sparkle. You'd always been inquisitive it's something he loved about you and always would.

"I'm making a more reliable safety mode for my staff since you keep on somehow breaking it." He hums taking the piece he'd caught from you and putting it back in his staff.

"it's not my fault." You huff puffing out your cheeks as you cross your arms. Philip snorts shaking his head before he places his staff down.

"I never said it was." Looking at him unamused he reaches over and gently touches your face. His thumb swipes your cheek and you lean into his soft touch.

"... You were thinking it." You finally state breaking the comfortable silence and he simply smiles.

"Perhaps." He teases before leaning forward to kiss your lips. You tap your foot once he pulls away and he chuckles at your energetic nature. Squeezing your knee you blush. Shifting to lean against his shoulder he continues his work with you snuggled into his side.

He had you right where he wanted you and he couldn't be happier.

[owlish-owlhouse]

Not sure if requests are open and if you watched the lattest episodes but would you write a Reader x Emperor Belos where reader sees his face and can't help whispering "handsome" only to get completely flusttered while Belos is shocked

A/N: This requested probably a year or so ago when Eclipse Lake came out, so sorry for the wait

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You looked away face darkening as your hair shifted to hide your shame. You did not just say that. To the Emperor of all people!!! Flustered at the comment you just made you let a groan escape past your lips as you covered your face.

"Handsome you say?" He says softly as if he doesn't believe you. He repeats it once or twice and before you know it he's beginning to tease you and you know you're in for a long night as he begins to lightly chuckle. Hitting his shoulder while still covering your face with your free hand he only laughs harder. His gloves are suddenly on your arms and feeling the warm leather makes you shiver. Peaking through your fingers curiously he gently pulls them away from your face. "You know... I could say the same for you love." He admits quietly.

Almost squeaking at the compliment he smiled softly tilting your head up to look at him. Making you stare into his beautiful blue eyes he hummed inquisitively his hand shifting so his thumb could stroke your cheek.

"I wonder..." He mumbles before leaning close. Your eyes widen and his lips curl into a smile as he gets closer. Stopping he hovers, his lips almost pressing against yours, just barley ghosting over them. You shiver again at the teasing and he smiles seeming to like the reaction. "Would you say that again?" Belos asks softly, thumb still stroking your cheek. "And again and again?" He demands icicle eyes piercing your soul.

Nodding shocked at his question but knowing you would he nods back looking satisfied.

"Good." He states. "Then know I will do the same." About to ask him what he means his lips finally meet yours and while a million questions are going through your mind you decide to push them back and focus on the Emperor. Wrapping your arms behind his neck he smiles into the kiss before pulling you to him pressing himself into you.

Melting into his touch feeling the world disappear around you, it's only you two. Through the kiss and all the actions before you know his declaration to you is genuine. As long as you love him he will love you.

[owlish-owlhouse]

Hi! If your asks are open, could you write Emperor Belos x reader? The reader is a wild witch who kept escaping his grasp, and he finally caught them! And when he does, a lot of tension cause they’re also his ex! Hurt/comfort with g/n pronouns pls! also don’t feel pressured to write this, it’s fine if you are busy! I just have a big crush on him:T Thanks and have a good day!^-^

Yandere asks where they kidnap their ex and it gets d a r k. Yes my shit!!!

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Belos stared at you in shock blue eyes studying you as if you were a ghost.

At first he thought you were just some random insurgent from the group that tried to assassinate him. But no, you were so much more. As you fought against him with tooth and nail, your boots splashing in the recent blood shed of your fellow rebels all ripped apart from his curse, Philip began to shake from excitement. His grip tightening on your arm as he refused to let go, refused to loose you again.

The torch light in the room flickered and staring into your eyes they were wild with that passion you held all those years ago. Burning with that fury you always carried deep inside you, that anger that fueled your magic. Somehow despite all the time that had passed you hadn't changed at all.

"Let go!" You order him hair flying in every direction as you thrash like a cadged bird who wanted to be free. The mask that had been on your face, hiding you from him and blending you in with all the others was now knocked to the tiled floor. It was cracked from the impact and stained with red and black. As he stared at the split peices covered in his ooze his gaze snapped back to you. He'd almost killed you all because he had no idea. All because you had no idea.

He rips off his own mask tossing it as far as it'd go and as your eyes meet his, he knows he looks different but he's sure you'll figure it out. Blonde or brown hair, beard or shaved face, bright blue eyes, he was still the same. And after all he fell for your clever and cunning mind not your looks. Though staring at you intensely your looks certainly helped.

He searches your eyes for recognition and eventually when tears fill them and you shake your head he knows you know. It didn't matter how much time has passed, he hadn't changed much either. Whether you wanted to accept it or not it was him.

And here trapped in his throne room away from prying eyes he would remind you of your place and exactly where you belonged. With him.

"Hello love." He hisses into your ear and you begin to tremble in his grip. You shake your head no, weak sobs escaping your throat as the tears build up. Both at the revelation you just discovered and the carnage you'd witnessed by his hand.

"... Ph-philip? Phillip?" You stutter out through your gasping and he chuckles. Oh how he missed you saying his name. He can't believe the immortality spell he found before the wretched carvings worked on you. That you were still here. He assumed you had left this plain of existence long ago. You both had so much to catch up on.

As a hand goes over your hair petting you tenderly, tears streaked down your cheek. You looked so pretty even in this state. With your messy hair, spilled blood, tears, and ash smeared across your face. "No. No that's impossible!" You screech and the smirk that grows on his face from watching you realize who he really was makes his heart thrum with joy. He had to kill Philip with wild Magic and create Belos from his ashes to gain the power he now held, but he never stopped searching for you as he built his empire. He never lost hope that you were still in love with the strange but endearing foreigner with nothing that he'd once been. That his plan had worked and it had, you were here! "Let go of me! Let go!" You demand but his grip simply tightens, both hands latching around your arms as he stares at you, a large smiling growing on his face at having you here.

"Hello (Y/N)." He tries again but you continue to thrash despite knowing it's him.

"No! NO!" You close your eyes refusing to believe the scholar you once loved and this murderous Emperor were one in the same but that was all apart of the fun. Yes his appearance had changed over the years but he hadn't changed at all. His plans were still the same and despite your interference you would not stop him. Infact your original meeting when he stumbled into this world with his brother and showing them your spell circles is what made him discover the glyphs which eventually gave him the power to rise to where he was now.

"Yes." He responds cruely before smashing his lips to yours. Fighting back and trying to claw at him, he simply pulls your hands down forcing you closer, forcing your body flush against his. Eventually he pulls back to breathe but before you can catch your own breath or come out of the daze he kisses you once more stealing your protests away. More teeth and tongue than kiss he doesn't care, he wants all of you, no matter the cost.

He'd waited long enough.

"Stop!" You gasp in protest as his hands grip you tight but he ignores you.

He hated witches. Loathed them and only wanted their painful demise and extinction. But you? You he'd spare. After all it was because of you he got the power to be where he was. Because of you he'd do what every witch hunter dreams of. One survivor surely wasn't so much to ask for after killing thousands more.

"Oh my empress how I missed you." He snarls eyes just as wild as yours as he stares at you with a look only a mad man could possess. You pull away as much as you can but it's useless.

He will never let you go.

[owlish-owlhouse]

Based on the fact Puritans weren't allowed to read Shakespeare

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"Out of 37 plays I find 24 enjoyable. Romeo and Juliet wasn't the best way to describe love, but who doesn't love a good retelling of MacBeth or Hamlet?" You hum flipping a page to what you were reading.

"You've read Shakespeare?" He questions horrified.

"I have. Is something wrong?" You inquire smiling a little at his huffy response.

"He's forbidden literature. Crass and vulgar. A godly man and yet he acts as a sinner and writes sinful acts." He begins his little rant and you just nod not really paying attention.

"You know love you should read some of your people's forbidden texts. They're quite interesting. Having such arbitrary rules about what one must and must not enjoy seems primitive, you are all humans, you should choose what you do and don't want to read." You state watching as he goes stiff at the very idea of turning away from his values.

"You find humans savage?" He snaps and you wonder if you should kill your human lover now or later. You also wonder if he even heard what you'd said or just blocked you out.

"You're putting words in my mouth again Philip." You state unamused.

"... It goes against God." Humming not believing in his God he huffs before scooting closer to you. "What's it about?"

"That's what I thought." You state with a small smile as you begin to tell him your favorite human story.

[owlish-owlhouse]

can I get some belos x reader tickle hcs?

I'd really prefer you all give me longer prompts. This basically gives me nothing to work off of lol

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Philip

Philip likes to rub his face against yours and make you giggle from his beard.

He captures you in his arms from behind in a tight hug and spins you around nuzzling your face before he puts you down. His kisses are always a little scratchy because of the beard and he enjoys the way you laugh or squeak in surprise when he gives you a kiss because of it.

Surprisingly he's a more mischievous man. He acts very serious and to the point around others using his silver tongue to get what he wants but with you he has a very secret soft side. He loves to put his head over your shoulder and just lean into you as he gives you a hug from behind.

If you're working on something or your back is to him his hands just naturally come to rest on your hips or shoulders. You lean against his touch humming softly and he almost feels bad for what's coming next. When you least expect it he tickles you to make you laugh and smiles as you curse him and try to bat away his hands in between your laughing fits. Your laughter is music to his ears and your smile makes his heart flutter.

What Philip truly loves most though is when you're in bed together after a long day cuddled close. The soft nuzzles he gives you make you giggle softly and as he gives your forehead a sweet kiss he tucks you under his chin and pulls you close to his chest. He also always sleeps with his back to the door so you can be safe in his arms.

Belos

He likes these calm and gentle domestic moments with you. Ones where you're lounging on his lap in the throne or cuddled close in bed. He doesn't get to have them often as he's busy being Emperor but he makes the time whenever he can. For you he'd do anything.

Moments where he can just hold you in his arms and smile softly as you cuddle together are the only thing that make this insufferable hellscape worth it. You're a diamond amongst common rock and he uses his silver tongue to say such as he gives you kisses. He gently traces your face and smiles at you as you look into each other's eyes not needing to use words.

Belos is not a silly man or one to take things lightly like he once was but on the inside he does still have that trickster side to him, even after all these years. He enjoys playing with you, especially when you start these little games. If you try and run from him before he can give you your due punishment (tickles after you tease him) he'll use his magic to catch up and trap you. It's all in playful fun of course and neither of you ever get hurt.

He no longer has his beard but he does have talented hands. He knows where you're sensitive as well so in no time you'll be wheezing from him touching your sides or tracing over your ribs. Whether you're ticklish or not he knows how to get a laughing fit out of you.

Sometimes in bed when he's feeling extra mischievous or playful he'll cause a tickle war just to hear your laughter and see your smile. You always drift off after with the most content smile on your face and it makes him happy. Pulling you close he drifts off thinking of your laughter.

Tagging: @tcmmyirl because I know they love old fashioned Philip lol.

[owlish-owlhouse]

Yandere Philip Wittebane

@the-enchanted-archivist is making me have Vampire Philip/Belos thoughts, also 15+ content please be advised

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Whether you're a platonic love interest or romantic love interest Philip has put a lot of thought into your transformation and whether he finds it worth it or not. Several nights were spent pacing outside your room listening to your heartbeat as he pondered your humanity. He weighed the pros and cons of having you remain human or changing you heavily but the fear of losing you ultimately led him to his final decision.

A transformation was very painful and he often felt sore in the neck from when he was bit and there was always the risk of something going wrong. He doesn't want a mindless thrall or another slave, he wants you by his side for eternity where you can be happy with one another. He knows what he must do and he prays to whatever God is out there that you won't be damned for his sins.

Romantic

He doesn't talk to you about his plan. He fears your rejection of the idea and having to fight you as you beg him not to do it. Philip despite everything is still very weak for you and while he has the resolve to turn you despite your protests he doesn't want any complications while turning you. He is well aware how selfish this is but once he bites you, you will be forever connected and will never leave him.

Belos wants to feel your warmth one more time before he turns you. He knows it's what he will miss most about your humanity though there is a long list. As he holds you to his chest your eyes are wide and full of fear having just woken up. Your heart is pumping at an alarming rate and any other night he'd do everything in his power to calm you down. He instead cradles the back of your head kissing the crown of your hair before he nuzzles into the front of your neck taking in your last moments as a creature of flesh and blood.

He kisses your neck very softly, lips cold against a living pulse. The moan you let out is music to his ears and he hums making sure to remember that spot before he bites down. Your pain filled cry makes him upset but he closes his eyes and continues to drink injecting you with his venom as he does. He'll comfort you in a moment he promises, please just hang on.

The second he knows your turning he immediatley stops drinking. Licking his lips and your neck clean of blood he pulls away to observe you. Your eyes are very dilated and you're breathing heavily. You look at him confused before you begin to shake and he hums softly stroking your face with his hand before he holds you close. The shaking increases as you begin to thrash and scream the venom now coursing through your veins changing you into a creature like him.

Philip quietly hums to ease his own nerves and fears as you begin to turn. He pets your hair to soothe you as best he can and is quiet as you cry out in pain. He knows you'll be sore when this is over and very thristy. He has everything prepared for you to have an easy transformation and wants to make this as painless and quick as possible. Perhaps more for his sake than yours.

He knows it's done when you lean against him stock still. You continue to breathe, heaving in air despite no longer needing it and he can no longer feel your heart beat. Your also cold in his arms.

"Philip..." It's a quiet needy whisper and he hugs you closer, his face once again in your neck. His long and undone hair tickling your face as he nuzzles you close.

"I know my love... I know."

He's quick to pull away and unbutton his shirt, moving it down to expose his shoulder. He adjusts you in his lap and while you're still very groggy from having been woken up and after the strain of your transformation he urges you to drink. You NEED to drink.

The second he feels your fangs in his neck it's bliss. This will bind you together forever but also to be your first blood. For you to be the first to take from him. It fills him with an odd euphoria, a sick sense of satisfaction.

When you have your fill his lips kiss yours mixing the taste of his blood with yours. Laying you down and cuddling close you need to rest now but you have eternity to be together and he still remembers the spot that made you moan. He smiles as you cuddle closer in your sleep promising he will love and protect you for the rest of your immortal lives.

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Platonic

He's become very attached to you, something no one in the Boiling Isles has done before. Whether he sees you as a friend or his child is up to debate but he feels a strange overprotectiveness of you that he can't explain. A friendship blooms between the two of you and these feelings deepen as time goes on. He comes to look forward to your company and even messes with your schedule so you can have more time together. He finds himself giving you special privileges and can't help but indulge your every whim.

One day Philip begins to see you age as you work with him and the Emperor's Coven. He has a hard realization that one day he'll blink and you'll be gone. It sends him into a panic and the only thing that calms him is the idea of keeping you by his side, of always being there to protect and care for you. He can only hope you'll someday forgive him...

After a private dinner with your favorite food and desert Philip takes your hand in his. You smile at him before giving him a strange look as he presses it to his forehead murmuring a prayer to you despite how it burns his tongue. Whispering how sorry he is but this is the only way before he suddenly yanks you forward and bites into your wrist. The bite is unexpected and the venom is like fire through your veins. Crying at the pain the screams you let out as you struggle against him pain him, truly they do. But he can't stop. He's sorry but he can't stop.

You are a thrashing screeching mess and while he usually enjoys this part of his meal hearing these sounds from you breaks him. He tries to inject the venom as quickly as possible and the second he knows it's taken he pulls away and quickly hushes you. His hands push back your hair as he tries to soothe you and your pain.

You're pulled against his chest and he wraps the coat he's wearing around you as you begin to scream and sob. He kisses your forehead and just shushes you softly as he hugs you. His shirt becomes wet with your tears and he closes his eyes clinging to you like a life line. This will all be worth it.

When you finally stop struggling and go limp against him Philip fears the worst until he hears you panting softly. Your heart has stopped and he realizes he will no longer be able to use that as a way of tracking where you are in the castle. He chuckles at the absurdity of the thought before he squeezes you close.

Biting his wrist slitting it open for you, your eyes dilate staring at the blood. Philip urges you to drink and while you hesitate for a moment you do eventually give in to your new urges and insatiable blood lust. He lets you take as much as you want without complaining about the pain or how he feels weak from letting you take so much. His free hand strokes your cheek and you close your eyes and lean into the soft touch.

Philip is so gentle with you after you've had your fill. He lays down pulling you with him and as you whine wanting to get away he keeps a firm but gentle hold on you. He adjusts his jacket to be like a blanket and his scent surrounding you calms you down as you cuddle into his chest. As one arm keeps you close the other rests on the back of your head. His hand going through your hair as he eases you sleep. Staring at the wall he tucks you under his chin still paltinh with your hair. He's going to take care of you through your transformation. He promises. But first you need to rest.

[owlish-owlhouse]

Emperor Belos: I hate witches.

Y/N (a witch): Hey can you help me with this?

Philip DROPPING EVERY THING to go help (Y/N)

Covenheads/Luz and the Hexside Gang: ... ????

Emperor Belos: This means nothing.

[owlish-owlhouse]

Can you do collector’s older sibling headcanons?

This kind of became a (Yandere) Philip X Reader along the way. Do with that what you will lmao, but yes Collectors your younger sibling and you care for them a lot

Your brother was trapped in the Inbetween Realm but you weren't. The Titan missed capturing you when your sibling pushed you out of the way and took your place in the Inbetween Prison instead. When the Titan was defeated you tried to free the Collector in every way you knew how but you couldn't. Not on your own. If you tried you would also become trapped and that wouldn't do either of you any good.

As the world around you begins to change and the Titan becomes a habitat for witches and demons you debate for several years if you should just get sucked into the Inbetween Realm with your brother. Because at least then you'd be together. You missed him so much, his hugs often lingering in your mind on the bad days. The way he'd jump into your arms after a game or when he wanted to be held. You'd press the disk against your chest cradling it close, despite Collector warning you not to incase you somehow got sucked in (you wouldn't unless you tried to free him but he worried). You told Collector maybe you should just get trapped as well but he responded with a firm no and that you weren't allowed and you promised to free him so you could be together again!!! Even if the two of you were together in the Inbetween it wasn't worth it! And it was breaking the promise! You just nodded holding the disk closer as you listened to your brother. You'd do whatever it took to free him, you pinkie swore as children to always protect him after all.

You didn't want to but you became desperate. You made a deal with Philip that he would free your brother when the time came. After all you needed someone who was flesh and blood to free him from his prison, as well as a titan or titans blood to lift the curse. Philip promised he could get you what you wanted in exchange for what he also wanted.

When you were eventually questioned by Philip on why you couldn't do it yourself since you were an all powerful being, you admitted If you pinkie swore with your brother and tried to pull him out of the mirror you'd either just switch places with no way to switch back or you'd both be stuck together. And you couldn't use your magic to force someone else to do it for you because that didn't work and resulted in either the Collector getting shocked when he tried to come out of the mirror or you getting burned by your own magic. Philip seemed to take an interest in that, writing it in his journal but you didn't care. As long as he filled out his end of the deal. You should have paid more attention in the early days.

Philip takes an interest in you rather quickly once the deals struck. After all a Star borne or a child of the stars is exceedingly rare and immensely powerful. Looking like humans but with celestial embellishments you more resemble him than a witch or demon. The fact that you and the Collector are siblings makes it even more fascinating to him because of his own brother that he rarely brings up. He has many questions for you and since your brother doesn't like those kinds of "games" he comes to you. He asks to study you as you work together and you don't mind sharing harmless things with him but are careful with what you say around him. Philip is a tricky man. You don't trust him as much as your brother does but without him you can't free the Collector so you remain silent about your doubts.

Although you're hesitant you do agree your star born form makes it hard to blend in so you chose a more witch like appearance. However as the years begin to pass, and you travel with Philip to get what he needs, you notice the longer you're in the false form the more witch-like you actually become. You're losing some of your abilities and powers in the process of hiding as a witch and gaining more empathy and sympathy for other living beings. You stop seeing them as play things and start seeing them as people. Emotions you possessed before but didn't quite understand like you do now come to the surface. You keep this to yourself and are careful to not let Philip notice any lost powers.

Collector asks you about it one day and you explain you just need to be more careful and practice more. Once he's released it won't matter anyways because your powers will come back ten fold. He agrees and both of you are none the wiser to Philip listening in and beginning to plot.

Collector gives Philip the knowledge he wants to gain. Ancient and powerful magic lost to the people of the Isles as well as the Draining Spell. Sadly while your brother freely gives away the spells you're the one forced to actually teach them, your brother too impatient to even try. Philip never seems to mind always liking your lessons together. After all your neither witch nor demon but a celestial body. In his eyes you're almost akin to an angel, albeit a fallen one. He begins to call you angel affectionately and you notice how it always makes your cheeks warm.

Your lessons become more touch orientated as time goes on and you begin to trust each other. You place your hands on top of Philips to guide him with magic. He also smiles at you more taking close note of what you're telling him. He always listens, something you are not used to. Sometimes his hands will wander when you should be focusing on lessons but you can't help but notice how gentle his touch is. How soft his hands are. It makes you start to feel new things and you never ask him to stop so he continues. You push these strange feelings aside and decide to focus on your goal, trying to lessen your time in your weaker form as you try to keep a grasp on your weakening powers.

You remember the First GrimWalker. You remember them all, but him specially. Hunter definitely looks the most like Philips fallen brother but the first one had a special place in your heart. After all as a child he was rambunctious and playful, reminding you of your brother. And as he grew you felt yourself growing too, learning to be a parent figure and guiding hand as he helped you and Philip with your goals. Celestial bodies such as yourself do not reproduce the same way organic beings do so you never thought it possible to have a child. You never realized you wanted one.

The first ten or so GrimWalkers knew your secret but after that they started becoming blurry faces that you refused to get attached too. After all Philip and Collector always broke their toys. Your brother would play mind games with them and suggest horrible things for Philip to do to them if they stepped out of line. You hated this sadistic side to them and tried to ignore it. Collector and Philip thought their pain was amusing, you had to hide how much it hurt you.

When you "sleep" you astral project to talk and play with your brother in the Inbetween. You know Collector misses you so and hate that he's imprisoned but you do everything you can to be with him and make sure he knows how much you love him. Philip knows better than to wake you during these times and leaves you to commune with your sibling. The Golden Guard is also never allowed in your room to give you privacy as you do this ritual. You play games all night together and although you can't touch you do your best to comfort him. You know he misses you and you assure him you miss him too. The Golden Guards could never replace him please stop breaking them. He's easily jealous and you're getting tired of remaking them every time he gets mad that they can touch/hold you.

You tell your brothers stories about what's going on in the outside world and show him magic tricks that he mimics in his shadow form. You always smile at him happy and he giggles having fun. You love hearing his laugh. Sometimes he'll ask you to do something and you try not to hide the pain in your face as you strain your powers. Being away from the sky and staying on a planet while pretending to be human/witch is putting a fee on your body.

As time goes on you aren't the only one experiencing physical changes to your form. You watch as Philip goes from a bearded brunette man with human features to a shaved older man with long dirty blonde hair and witch like attributes. His teeth sharpen, his ears point, and his eyes hold a gleam of magic only a witches can. And his palismen beast. As you struggle to maintain your abilities he struggles to control his newfound power. Both of you having separate fights you must face alone. Yet... you're never truly alone because of the other something you take an odd sort of comfort from.

Collector doesn't like his shadow form but he often contorts it and does various things with his 2D body to make you laugh. His favorite is when you play shadow puppets together!!! Maybe being a shadow has its perks because he always wins! He'll prank people with his shadow form and swipe items for you and Philip and sometimes even the GrimWalker. He can't touch you but smaller items like books or bags full of snails are tangible to him so he tries to help in any way he can. He wants to quicken the plan after all!!!

As centuries pass your feelings develop further and your mindset changes. You start to notice this little flutter in your chest when Philip is around. When he touches your shoulder or arm it sends sparks through you similar to cosmic energy. However, this only happens in your witch form. As a star borne your concept of emotions and feelings are different than a witches or humans. You are immortal, your mind is as vast as the cosmos. And yet... You are becoming something new, someone who feels deep emotions despite their connection with the stars. Witches would describe it as love but you wouldn't learn this for many years.

Philip tries to make his advancements subtle as he doesn't want to overwhelm you. But he comes to the conclusion that he may have to be more direct since you don't seem to understand. You never seem to push him away though and he notices the slight shivers you get when he touches you. He also observed that the longer you stay with him the more he sees you begin to lose your powers. He intends to take you with him to Earth as his forever partner after he betrays your brother. After all you're almost human. His saved fallen angel.

As Philip builds his empire you have to stay in your witch form more often to avoid the suspicion of others. Collector finally seems to notice your losing some of your abilities but only talks about it when you astral project in fear Philip will hear. You promise him it's fine but you both know it's a lie and that's only further proven when you refuse to pinkie swear to him. Collector promises only a little longer and you nod assuring him it'll all be okay.

When the Day of Unity comes you hate it. Hate Philips awful plan and the pain you're causing. Perhaps you've been disguising yourself as a mortal too long or perhaps you knew this wouldn't be a fun game. Empathy and sympathy haunting you as the Day of Unity loomed overhead. But you've become much weaker hiding as a witch all these years and you're willing to do anything for the return of your brother so he can restore your abilities and take you home to the stars. If this is truly what Philip wants this is what you both promised. A star borne never breaks a promise after all.

The Day of Unity comes and you close your eyes and allow Philip to teleport you away after his speech. The covenheads are left to be sacrifices and you hope that they somehow break the spell. You close your eyes thinking about all those innocent people suffering but ignore it. Four hundred years and it'd finally all be worth it.

When Philip goes to free your brother you've never felt such relief. You watch with a wide smile but than he drops your brothers disk and you've never felt such a deep betrayal or hurt. You turn around ready to kill him but then your magic burns you and you remember how you naively swore never to harm Philip. He may have broken his promise but as a star borne you are bound eternally to yours.

When he bends down infront of you, you close your eyes ready to die. After all Philip had done what few could, he tamed a Star borne. You were nothing more than a witch with powerful magic now. And that magic was powerless against him. Without your brother to return your true abilities Philip was stronger. You'd taught him too much. You were no longer immortal and he could now kill you.

"Come with me." Are not the words you were expecting to come out of this man's mouth. Looking up at his outstretched hand you wanted to take it. You wanted to go with him. You wanted to see this Earth he so lovingly spoke about. But you wanted your brother more.

"YOU'RE INSANE! YOU PROMISED!" The tears that flood your eyes are unlike anything you've ever felt. And for a moment you're truly not a star born but just a simple witch. You go to find your brother wanting to run down the cavern to him but Philips hand wraps around your waist trapping you against him.

"(Y/N)." His voice is soft as he speaks into the back of your neck. He looks at you as you turn to stare at him and you feel that weird feeling in your chest again. That flutter. "Come with me. Let's leave this infernal place. Let's start over." He begs.

"I can't my brother!" You state but he just hums.

"was locked away for a reason. You, you've changed. He never will." You shake your head crying and screaming but as Philip pulls you close spinning you to his chest you feel dizzy. Slumping in his arms weakly attempting to struggle he hums shushing you. He'd given you some of the potion you took to talk to your brother when astral projection was especially difficult. A sleeping drug that would knock you out for hours.

Eyes closing the last thing you see is Philip before everything goes black.

"Angel is safe, see? They're right here, just sleeping. Collector I..." You think you hear Philips voice calling out but everything is black and cold. Your head spins and you feel like you're dead. Your body refuses to move feeling too heavy and your eyes remain shut.

"You'll never hurt them again. You'll never take them from me! They're mine! My sibling!" Your brothers voice? Had Philip changed his mind? Had he freed your brother for you? Was it all a horrible prank or joke of sorts? Trying to wake up trying to listen it all fades back to black as you slowly slip back into unconsciousness.

When you wake it's on a mountain of soft pillows and fluffy blankets. Stuffed animals surrounding you and your head spins. Confused you shift in the soft objects only to pause as you hear bells jangling. As tiny hands wrap around you, you blink feeling more awake. Still dazed but coming to, you paused when you felt the familiar sensation. "... brother...?"

"It's me, I'm back! I'm FREE!!!" You start crying in relief and Collectors confused at the tears not understanding them. He touches your face trying to wipe them away and you just smile at him so happy and relieved to see him. Holding him close not ever wanting to let go you begin kissing his face before you pause. Where was Philip, where were you, what happened? "We're safe now. You're safe now." Collector promises as he sees you look around confused. He nuzzles close and you're left with an uneasy feeling as he says that.

"Philip...?" You ask softly only to see Collectors face get a look of pure rage as he bunches his hands in your clothes clinging to you.

"The bad man's gone now. He can't hurt you or me anymore." You go to question what Collector means by that. Question what he's done, but before you can he backs up and pulls on your arm. You feel energy run through you despite your previous tiredness and as he begins to float dragging you by your sleeve you chase after him. Your brother could be scary at times and you weren't back to full power yet but soon you would be. Enjoying the chase he suddenly stops and turns towards you holding out his pinkie. You almost run into him but are able to stop yourself in time. A serious look is on his face as he stares at you.

"Promise you'll never leave me?" He demands putting his pinkie in your face and you wonder how he could ask that. Four hundred years you stayed by his side, four hundred years and you had never left him. Holding out your pinkie he smiles as you link them together. "Good, now let's play!" Pulling at you, you follow him smiling the whole way. Even as a heavy weight filled your chest and a sense of dread set in you pushed those feelings away. Collector was right, you had him and your never leave him. Ever again.

(Little did you know he'd killed the only man you'd ever loved and was looking for Hunter to destroy him. He'd made the Isles his play place and other than keeping you happy in this fun little world he had a goal of hurting everyone who ever hurt you. He always did think you and the Golden Guard were too close and that if Philip remained alive was going to take you away from him. Now you could play forever!!! And maybe if you asked nicely he'd give you some of your powers back)

[owlish-owlhouse]

Like odelia the collector makes the reader play family with them as an older sibling. The reader before all this had been belo's assistant/prodigy that he had been a platonic yandere for. How would it go for reader when they are helping odelia moving the collector's collection when belos possesses raine

This is from the new episode and contains some pretty big spoilers. I will be tagging as Owlhouse spoilers for a month after that I will be removing the spoiler warning.

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Holding your clipboard close, you mark off jobs that you'd finished as you walked through the castle. While Collector told you that you didn't need to really work since you were his friend/family and not an assistant like you'd been with Belos you liked having things to do. It kept your mind busy.

"MamaDalia! MamaDalia! Sibling (Y/N)! Sibling (Y/N)!" Looking up from what you were doing you smiled as the Collector came back with King. Flying through the window and sending the silky purple curtains in every direction his star hovered over the marbel floor.

Rushing forward to meet them putting your clipboard off to the side, you noticed Terra wasn't with them. Confused at where she'd gone Collector jumped off the star and into your arms while King grabbed the edge and slowly lowered himself to the floor. Collector seeing King was on the ground snapped his fingers making glitter explode everywhere as the star burst, his magic making it disappear.

About to ask your brother where your old teacher was a shrill voice caught your attention. "Welcome back." Odalia stated before she bowed to the Collector. You shook your head not understanding why Collector kept her around but stayed quiet simply smiling at the star child in your arms.

"Oh you would've had so much fun! You should've come with us!" Collector cheered as he bounced in your hold. "But gosh Terra was so mean!" He complains. "You're way better than her!" Adjusting him as his tiny fists clutch the fabric of your star themed shirt so you'd both be more comfortable, one arm kept him supported while the other ruffled his fluffy white hair. While you didn't love the idea of the last of your mentors being turned into a puppet you knew there was nothing you could do now and just continued messing with his hair.

He giggled at the touch leaning into it and you held back tears at the realization of what happened without you to supervise the Collector and familiarity of this situation. Remembering how Belos and the other covenheads used to ruffle your hair before...

Closing your eyes and taking a deep breath you open them only to see Collectors watching you, his face unnaturally close to yours as he tilts his head.

"Next time, promise." You state before holding out your pinkie. Belos was gone, he was a liar who hurt your friends and deserved what he got. Besides Collector was a much better boss and a way better friend. While he did things that upset you and sometimes even scared you, he was young and he was learning.

Collectors giggles become louder as you interlock your pinkies. Nodding at him shaking the pinkies you seal the promise.

While you loved a majority of Collectors games, like comet Chasing and star riding and dress up and tea time, you had a hard time seeing all those puppetified people. Especially when so many of them were people you knew and loved. So you'd asked Collector to stay back while he went out with King. Shifting uncomfortably you looked around the grand hall, you couldn't avoid it forever. And because of your promise you'd have to go out with them next time they went out playing. It was because of your selfishness Terra got puppeted, the last of the covenheads now just a toy for the Collector to play with.

"You went quiet!" Looking down at Collector he tilted his head at you confused. King also stood at your feet tugging at your frilly star pants clearly trying to get your attention.

"Oh?" You question, blinking owlishly at the two of them. Collector giggled before lightly booping your nose. While you knew he'd never hurt you the action still made you go stiff as Beloses form dripping down the wall was forever seered into your mind.

"You need to listen better, you're always telling me to listen and yet you're always spacing out. Maybe you're the star child." He teases as he throws his arms out causing sparkles and stars to fly in every direction. As he bursts into another one of his giggle fits you chuckle in response trying to loosen up. Maybe things weren't perfect here but they weren't bad either. As much as you missed your friends you were happy they were safe in the human realm.

"Maybe I am." Tickling Collector in response to his sass he begins squirming and kicking in your arms as you continue to play. King wehs softly and you pick the both of them up holding one of them under each arm. Spinning with them safely in your hold despite the look Odalia gives you, you laugh with them.

"This is fun!" Collector states with a smile before he hums as you stop. Humming back in response with a smile he slips out of your grip and hangs upside down staying eye level with you. Shifting so you're now holding King with both arms he nuzzles into your hold. "King says he needs to check on the Owlbeast, can you and MamaDalia put our friends back in the Collection room? Then we can play more after!" He cheers before clapping.

Hearing a loud thud and a screech you turn only to see Odalia get covered in puppets. Holding back laughter you let out a snort before covering your mouth. She glares at you as you shrug innocently as King laughs a bit.

"Of Course Collector. See you soon." You state before giving King a forehead kiss goodbye and putting him down. Collector waves and snapping they're both gone.

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"No put that one over there! No no no over there! Making a deal with that brat was such a waste of time." Odalia states stamping her foot as she looks away from Raine and groans into her hands. Speed walking down the hall towards her and the puppets you'd left her with your seething. You'd stepped away for one second, one second to check on Eda and King whole Collector was napping and she pulls this while your gone???

Turning towards her glare dripping with malice you snap your fingers making Raine pause. As the former covenhead looks at you the other puppet lying in their arms as they wait for orders you want to strangle Odalia. She had one ounce of power and she was already letting it get to her head. Maybe they were puppets now but they were still people inside, people you intended to someday free.

"Odalia!" The woman turns towards you with anger in her expression before she stopped. Out of the two of you, Collector valued you much more and she knew it.

While Odalia had known about the Day of Unity for years and served Belos faithfully you'd been oblivious to his plans despite being his favorite student and friend. She often looked down on you when you worked together and held a deep jealousy of the favoritism Belos held for you. You never knew why she treated you the way she did until Amity and the Twins had told you the truth about the Day of Unity and Beloses plans and made you question everything you knew. She used to have the edge, she used to have control, but now she was at your mercy. After all Collector was your friend and he liked you more.

"Watch your tongue." You warn. "And be careful! You might not care but these puppets used to be my friends. And Collector and I would be very angry if they got even a single scratch on them." Stepping towards Raine you put your hand on top of there's observing the state they were in.

They simply stare off into space not responding to your touch. As much as you begged Collector wouldn't give them back, he wouldn't free them. He saw how they treated you throughout the years from his mirror, and he didn't like it. He didn't like them. While you promised it wasn't as bad as he was told, Beloses lies had crept deep into the young star child's mind. He believed himself to be your savior for making them harmless toys that could never hurt you again. Items that you now controlled and commanded like they'd once done to you. Sighing you swallow before looking to the ground. Asking for Eda and Lilith was pushing it, especially since Collector assumed they were beasts and not witches. Pleading for the covenheads after he had given you so much was asking for trouble.

Feeling a tear drip down your cheek you rubbed it off and turned away from both Raine and Odalia so neither of them could see.

"I just wish someone would see my potential." She whines to you. Feeling a new sense of hatred fill you, wishing Collector would turn her into a puppet you turn sharply rolling your eyes at her attitude only to freeze. "What?" She demands before pausing as a shadow falls over her. Taking a step back your hands tremor as her eyes widen.

"... bel-belos your alive?" Taking another step back hands beginning to shake more violently you can't take your eyes off him as he looks over the two of you. Reaching a claw out to touch you, you flinch tears escaping your eyes as the adrenaline from the situation hits you. Heart rate quickening as tears drip down your face he quickly pulls away and turns his head. Blonde rotting hair falls over his shoulder as his hand hovers in place.

"I need a host." He states, jaw clicking unnaturally as he speaks. His goop drips off him like sludge, falling to the floor with sickening sounds and leaving a slimy trail as bones and rotting flesh become exposed. You're disgusted to see the state he's in and enraged he's still alive. As some of his green goop falls onto Odalia's shoulder she squeaks brushing it off before she stares up at him fearfully, face to face with his drooling sneer. He tilts his head and his bones crack under the sludge as his body shifts. "Oh yes I think you'll prove to be quite useful." He states claws scraping against the floor as he struggles to keep his decaying body upright.

"M-Me?" Odalia questions hand coming to her chest to point at herself as her voice becomes high and she begins stuttering.

"No." Clenching your eyes shut and holding your arms out Infront of you terrified of what he'd do to you now that he was back, now that he's seen you'd switched sides, you feel your hair shift from his goop as he lunges behind you. "YOU!" He screams before attacking Raine and forcing himself inside of them.

"RAINE NO!!!" You beg running forwards towards them to stop it only for Belos to already be done. Goop dripped from Raines mouth and Belos simply hummed rubbing it off with an annoyed look. Hands glowing with magic you glare at him, them, it. "LET GO OF THEM!!!" Seeing Raines body move, hearing the wood creak you flinch ready for an attack only to pause.

"(Y/N) oh how I missed you." Feeling the tears you'd been holding back fall freely they hum tilting their head. Craddling your cheek with Raines hand, it's no longer Raine. It's their body, their face, their voice, but Beloses glowing blue eyes stare back at you. Smiling softly as green begins to creep across Raines cheek, their wooden fingers wipe the tears off your face as you start shaking. Before you can pull away Belos is using Raines arms to cage you close. Struggling against him, feeling goop drip out of their puppet body and onto your skin they pull you closer. "... But I can't have you getting in my way."

Feeling their grip on you tighten you begin to panic. You try and scream but some of Beloses goop wraps around your mouth and nose, stopping you from breathing or making any noise. Struggling against them, kicking and clawing trying to get the goop off, Belos uses Raines voice to shush you as he keeps you pinned to their body. As you struggle thrashing around, you find yourself getting more and more tired until the world's fading to black.

"Sweet dreams (Y/N)... when you wake everything will be as it should. I promise." And with that you become limp in Raines arms, Belos now controlling what happens to the both of you.

[owlish-owlhouse]

How the Covenheads Help with Cramps

Belos

Is very understanding of biology and the pain your going through and is actually very helpful during your time of month. While he grew up in a time where wive's and women didn't talk about these sorts of things he refuses to be uneducated about feminine issues just because he's a man. Denying you painkillers would be akin to denying him palismen when his curse acts up. He takes good care of you getting you whatever you need to be comfortable and makes sure you're resting and taking some time off so your body can rest. While he may joke about having a baby to get rid of the cramps for nine months he is nothing but supportive and doting.

Hunter

He learned from his uncle about taking care of a partner and is a complete gentleman during your time of month. While he may be a bit awkward at times he approaches it like a mission. He gets you all the needed supplies and makes sure you're comfortable. While physical touch and affirmations aren't his thing he does his best to make you feel loved and he'll do whatever you need him too. He gets worried when you're in pain and does his best to take care of you, he hates that he can't help more.

Kikimora

The imp has had her fair share of cramps and pain. She is more than ready to take care of you. Heating pads, healing potions, medical supplies. Whatever you need if she doesn't already have it, she will get it. She also lets you be the big spoon while cuddling. You use her as a plushy, cuddling her and holding her close as you rest and get better. A bit demeaning perhaps but she loves you enough to endure it.

Lilith

She is always prepared for your time of month and your cramps. She keeps it in her calendar so you're never caught by surprise. She has your favorite snacks, potions, pain killers, and all the soft things. Anything you could ever want she has stockpiled just for you. She makes sure you're getting plenty of food and rest and that you take painkillers regularly so you're not in any pain. She has a busy schedule but she makes time for you. Both to take care of you and to make sure she practicing what she's preaching.

Raine

They'll sing you to sleep or play music to get your mind off the cramps. They encourage lots of rest and do their best to play music that'll soothe you and your sore body. On nights you can't sleep they stay up with you singing softly or telling stories as their hands play with your hair and massage your shoulders. They are very touch orientated but respect both you and your boundaries as you endure this silent pain. Tell them what you need and they'll do anything for you.

EberWolf

Eber can smell when your time of month is coming. So whether it's regular or not they always know before you. He has a nesting instinct due to being a demon witch subtype and will make sure your comfy and taken care of in a nest on your bed made of your guyses clothes. They also prefer natural methods to traditional medication so they bring you warm blankets, soups, and comfort foods as they take care of you. They also bring certain herbs and plants from the woods to help keep you calm and crampless. During this time they become very cuddly and overprotective wanting the best for you and your body. If you ask for pain killers he'll hand them over out of respect for you but he wants to try his methods first.

Vitimir

Vitimir is brewing teas mixed with pain medication for you before you even ask. He knows all your favorite snacks and exactly what you want when you get cravings. He does a good job playing caretaker as this is one of his main forms of love languages. Vits very gentle in his actions and although he can't say it physically he wants you to know how much he loves you by the actions he does for you. An example is when he lays with you to cuddle after a long day, he traces small hearts into your arms. Nuzzling close so you know how much your loved, even if he can't say it.

Terra

She can be the worst or best during your period depending on her mood. If she feels your period inconveniences her your hell week is about to get worse. If you don't like being touched or are sensitive to touch on your period it doesn't matter. Terra expects her cuddle time whether you want to or not. That being said if you've been good she's very doting. She makes you teas and gives you natural remedies for your cramps and aches. She loves getting to be your personal nurse when your on your period and finds the power trip it gives her thrilling.

Adrain

Adrain has very strong care taker instincts. He takes cramps very seriously and hates to see you in any kind of pain. He's always spoiling you because he loves you and wants you to feel special but your entire period he's pampering you. Massages to soothe the cramps, warm bubbly baths together, all your favorite foods, and lots of lounging/cuddling. He's an expert in period care and most months you don't even notice the pain or discomfort thanks to his help.

Hettie

As head healing witch this can go two ways. She can soothe you your entire period or she can let you suffer because she enjoys watching your pain. On the one hand she recognizes she could put you in an almost medical coma making the period painless because of how much your resting or on the other she could make your cramps worse from your stress and her magic. It depends on her mood. Sometime she likes being the hero and other times she enjoys being the villain. Maybe a little too much.

Osran

As an oracle he knows when your period is coming, how long it'll last, if it'll be irregular or normal, and what you'll need. He is not the most attentive when it comes to your emotional needs but due to his powers he is always prepared for your physical needs. He buys the exact amount of snacks you'll need so you don't run out. The exact amount of pads or tampons. The type of cleaning products you'll need if you have a bleed through or accident. He's always prepared and it's nice to know he has everything you need even if you sometimes want more from him.

Darius

He's one of the best at taking care of you balancing spoiling you and continuing your schedule as usual. After his shift there's massages, cuddle time, bubble baths, spa treatments, reassurance, snacks, and movie nights. Darius spends your period pampering you and making sure you have everything you could want or need. He keeps you on a heavy but loose schedule so that your still getting in everything you need to do but at your own pace. He likes to wear matching pajamas and stay in to cuddle under warm blankets while you watch romcoms together and do spa treatments.

[owlish-owlhouse]

Hey hi!! Have you seen the new owl house ep? If not, ignore this til you do please, because my ask includes a little spoiler lol

So, can you do a short story of hunter x reader ( preferred nonbinary:) ) where, instead of hunter getting possessed it's the reader? How do you think hunter would handle that??

Sorry if Its not spasific:) I rlly love ur writing!!!!<3

Hunter stared at you in horror as you smiled at him. But that wasn't your smile it was Beloses. Those weren't your eyes. They were Beloses.

"Hello Hunter." And that wasn't your voice. It was Beloses.

He was speaking through you, he was using you. Just like he used him. "what... What did you do to them?" Hunter stuttered in a quiet voice as he held FlapJack close staring at what you'd become. What Belos had done to you.

"I... Made some improvements. Do you like?" Hunter starting shaking staring at what should be you but wasn't you. Your body, your form, but in Beloses twisted image.

His evil curse seeping out of you, corrupting you. Green curling around your arms, legs, chest, and face digging and scarring your skin. Long claws and fangs distorting the features that once brought Hunter comfort. You gentle touch, your soft smile. Gone.

"I... I you..." Hunter starts to whisper beginning to lose himself. His hands come up to his hair and as he pulls at it his eyes are wide with tears. FlapJack transforms and begins to chirp at him but he's not listening too much in shock to respond. As your shadow looms over Hunter, antlers sprout from your head overwhelming him as he falls to his knees unable to breathe.

He begins hyperventilating and they... he... it... you smile softly.

"Awww what's wrong?" You... Belos questions as he gets closer. His steps echoing in Hunters head even as he tries to scoot backwards. "You're being so rude to your friend Hunter."

"You're not my friend! You're not them!" He screeches standing up ready to fight you. Flapjack chirps turning back into a staff and as Hunter points it at you... Belos... He can't do it. He can't hurt you.

"Oh but I am." You, it, him snarl and Hunter feels the tears drip down his cheeks as FlapJack glowed gold. But you were...

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Could you do a head cannon of Darius x fem!reader who’s a Clawthorne? Like they met at Hexside and were childhood sweethearts, and now they see one another at the rebellion meeting and have like a heart to heart moment. Just lots of awkward fluff lol (and only when you get the time ofc!!)

All readers are gender neutral

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You were in Hexside Potions like your sisters. While you had your own interests you weren't sure how to feel about always being lumped in with Eda and Lilith. You liked having your two sisters around and being in the same track as them but always being told you weren't as good as Lilith or as innovative as Eda left you in a strange place in the family. Classic Middle Child syndrome even though you were the younger sibling.

Despite this you got along well with your sisters. Eda always took you on her wild adventures and Lilith helped you study and learn. They cared about you and wanted you to always know you could depend on them. While you were always compared to the two they made sure to spend time where your own interests and hobbies were explored. They wanted you to be your own person as much as you needed to be your own person.

You always had a deep longing to explore. You'd spend hours mapping out the secret parts of the school and wandering around the woods near your house. You wanted to see the Entire Isles someday and maybe even past that. While Eda and Lilith didn't understand your want to leave they did support your habits and enjoyed finding new places with you.

Darius while he befriended your sisters first, fell head over heels in love with you once you met. While you were always compared to your siblings both at home and at school, he taught you that you weren't them. He saw you for you and he never let you think he saw your sisters. While he saw ClawThorne traits in you, he knew you were all you and he loved you for that.

Whenever one of them had a fight (which was growing more frequent as graduation approached) and stormed off you always knew where they were going. Able to find and calm them down the quickest it became your job. Your sisters relied on you for balance and often aired their grievances with you, you were the glue that kept the family together through all the arguments and bitterness.

As you spent more time with Darius and your relationship went from friendly to flirty you realized what you needed and that was space. As you distanced yourself from your sisters and grew closer with Darius you told each other everything. He taught you all about his track and working with abominations. He showed you all of his tricks and gave you peaks into his special research he didn't let anyone else see. You spent your days discussing your potion track but also anything and everything that came up. Your mother's beast business, your father's palismen carving shop, his advanced studies at the castle. You could talk for hours and you often did, enjoying how much he listened.

You had a habit of being able to find lost things and knew all the hiding places in Bones Borough. So you spent your time going on new adventures with Darius. While he collected abomination supplies and tested new spells you told stories and mapped out your favorite areas. You always knew the best place to get ingredients for potions or the best places to lay low when one of your sister's got you in trouble.

As you became more and more distant from your sisters finding yourself and who you were, the curse happened and changed everything. While you didn't know Lilith was the one who cursed Eda you had your suspicions. Your older sister had taken an interest in the Night Market asking you questions that made you hate yourself for not paying closer attention. Your mother neglected you and Lilith focusing everything she had on Eda and her new curse. Your father did his best to reach out but was never the same after Eda attacked him in her Owl Beast form. You tried to be that glue again, to keep your family together but as Eda pushed you away and Lilith worked towards her dream of becoming an Emperor's Coven member you all grew apart. Eventually you couldn't take it anymore and knew after graduation you needed to leave.

You told Darius everything. He supported you, loved you, helped take care of you. But when you mentioned leaving, sailing far away to explore new places and coming back with your knowledge you realized how far you'd drifted from him while trying to keep your family together.

Sadly it was the very things you bonded over that inevitably split you up. While you had been focused on Edas curse and helping with Lilith's coven training he took his place mentoring under the Golden Guard. You didn't want to leave him but you found yourself wanting a different life. One away from your family and Bones Borough where you could grow and explore. You begged him to come with you but he said being the Head Witch of the Abomination Coven was too important to give up. You wanted to stay but knowing you'd be miserable, knowing your family had big plans, you left to give it all time. Hoping that you'd someday meet again.

The years pass and while you write him the occasional letter you haven't seen Darius in a long time. You had taken trips back to the Boiling Isles over the years to see your family and check on old friends whenever you turned in new maps you'd made but you avoided him. It hurt you to do so but you couldn't open that old wound, couldn't see him again lest you fall in love all over again.

Lilith always implored you to join her in the Emperor's coven with every trip home and Eda wanted you to come with her on wild adventures. Mom always asked if you'd eaten recently before giving you a giant meal and pestering you about visiting more while dad asked about your work and life on the sea. Much had changed and much stayed the same as the years passed and you came and went. You remained covenless and neutral escaping the system by constantly traveling and never staying in one place long.

The last time you returned however things were different. This time you stayed. Eda and Lilith finally working all of their feelings and secrets out. Lilith left the coven choosing Eda over her life as head witch. Your suspicions were confirmed and Lilith admitted to cursing Eda. They know shared the curse and we're openly plotting a rebellion. Beloses Day of Unity was not as Uniting as it sounded.

As you stayed with your sisters plotting against the throne and throwing a secret rebellion you were no longer the glue. You got to explore and be free without feeling trapped. Your sisters not needing you to resolve every argument and fix every problem they had. Luz your sisters new apprentice also helped keep the house peaceful and for once in a long time you felt everything could be right again. That it could go back to how it was.

You spent your days mapping out hiding places for the rebellion. Creating forts and safe houses with your magic and knowledge of hidden spaces in the Isles. While you were a small group now you felt unrest in the system. Others believed Belos was wrong as well, believed what he was saying and what he was planning were different. Believed the coven system was wrong. As the Day of Unity got closer you felt the unrest grow bigger.

You were right. Half the coven heads were on your side and as you learned this you couldn't believe you didn't see it earlier. You loved this man once upon a time a long time ago and here he was saving the day again. Seeing him in front of you all those feelings came flooding back, you were a young teen in love again. Before you could stop yourself you were running forwards and jumping into his open arms.

Darius stumbled back but didn't let go as you held onto each other. He tucked you under his chin clinging tightly to you and you felt hot tears spill down your cheeks. You had missed him. While you loved exploring and learning and sending the occasional letter back home you missed everything about him and that aching in your heart you'd felt all these years finally fell silent.

It was a tearful reunion one you knew couldn't last long but as you whispered apologies to each other both holding on for dear life you knew everything would be okay. Whatever happened at least you had each other.

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Hanahaki Disease (花吐き病)

For those that don't know Hanahaki Disease is a fictional disease where a person spits up flower petals if they like somebody/ have found who they think is their soulmate. As time goes on the petals turn to full fledged flowers growing from the heart. If the love is one-sided then the person chokes to death on the flowers, the petals filling their lungs. If it's mutual the disease fades away.

Platonic soulmates spit up their partners/friends petals. They are non-dangerous but the petals can rot or wilt over time if the relationship fades. Romantic soulmates spit up petals and grow flowers from their lungs until the person confesses. Once the confessions been made petals will occasionally show with strong emotions.

Tagging you Dopp, @dopp-loves-yanderes

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Belos is Orange Lilies

Orange Lilies: Lilies are considered a beautiful, popular flower but the orange variations symbolize confidence, wealth, hatred, disdain, and pride

Hunters is Sunflowers

Sunflowers: Loyalty, Honesty, and Adoration. They can also symbolize a want for happiness or stronger commitments/connections as the flowers reach towards the sun.

Liliths is Jasmine

Jasmine: These flowers have many meanings. Purity, feminine powers, sensuality, modesty, hospitality, community, inspiration, and spiritual ascension being some of them.

Kikimoras is Red Tulips

Red Tulips: They Represent passionate and fiery love. Also often seen as obsessive deep or true love. They can be weeds as well.

Raine is Red Roses (R.I.P Eda)

Red Roses: Also seen as a flower that represents passionate love they can also be a sign of wanting deeper commitment. Often thrown onto stage after a performance they express love, gratitude and appreciation to performing artists.

EberWolfs is Orange Poppies

Orange Poppies: Wild and free, orange poppies represent health and regeneration.

Vitimirs is Marigold

Marigold: The change of the winter season they are seen as a sign of clear thinking, the future changing, inner strength, and positive emotions.

Terras are Snapdragons (of course)

Snapdragons: Typically associated with grace and strength due to how they look and the rocky areas they grow, these flowers can also represent deviousness and deception.

Adrain is Forget me Nots

Forget me Nots: They represent true love. Giving someone this flower means you truly love and respect this person. It is a testament to your relationship and promises the other person that you will never forget them in your thoughts. It can also be a flower of great sadness and loneliness.

Hetties are Morning Glorys

Morning Glorys: A flower used in many medications (LSD) it represents resilience and strength.

Osran is Wisteria

Wisteria: Representing love and devotion even past death, they are seen as having good luck, lasting success, and longevity in life.

Darius is Lilacs

Lilacs: The Joy of Youth. Connecting to the spiritual and sexual they often mean renewal and confidence. They can also bring happiness and tranquility to one's life the relationships in it.

Mason is Chocolate Dahlia

Chocolate Dahlias: New beginnings and fresh starts, steadfastness, beauty, commitment to what is good, and kindness these flowers have many meanings depending on the colors.

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Covenhead Baked Good Favorites 🍰

I love to bake so here are my headcannons on what the covenheads favorite baked goods are. Tagging @dopp-likes-yanderes because we've discussed this before

Belos: Bread pudding or Scones are his favorite as they remind him of home but he will eat anything you bake with a small smile. He's secretly a large sweet tooth and adores your sweet treats. If he's in the kitchen while you're baking he is teasing you as you bake making it hard to finish.

Hunter: He enjoys whatever you make but loves Pies and Fresh Baked breads. Hunter isn't a fan of a lot of icing/sugar unless it's Cinnamon rolls or something slightly savory but he's grateful for anything you bake for him. He'll sit patiently on the counter top and kick his legs as you bake. He can be really quiet but other times he's excitedly telling you about his day or infodumping.

Lilith: As head of the Emperor's Coven she often brags about her self control and how sweets aren't a temptation. However she has a soft spot for anything chocolate. Red Devils Chocolate Cake is her favorite and she can be bribed with said cake. She likes to sit in the kitchen as you bake and read. Sometimes she reads out loud so you can both enjoy the story and other times you both just sit in silence after a long day.

Kikimora: She steals all the cookies like a gremlin. It doesn't matter how many cookies you bake if she's alone with them they'll disappear. She isn't a fan of anything super gooey but if no one's around she'll take a piece of whatever you baked for herself. She skitters out of the kitchen when she sees you coming.

Raine: They love all sweets but have a strong favoritism towards anything made with Apple Blood. Cinnamon rolls and muffins are their favorite but if you make apple cobbler they're happy for the entire week. They love to bake with you standing behind you as you stir ingredients. If you don't need their help they'll serenade you or play music so you know you're not alone in the kitchen.

EberWolf: Anything literally anything you bake will be eaten with a happy smile in a very messy way. (Do not let them near the Chocolate they'll get sick.) Eber really loves when you make biscuits and cookies though because of their texture, they like the crunch and bite. They don't tend to stay in the kitchen while you bake but if they do they demand the spoon when you're done mixing and eat a lot more than they help bake.

Vitimir: Potion cakes, particularly lemon or licorice ones are what he adores. He's actually quite picky but will eat anything you bake as he doesn't want to be rude. Lemon flavored things make him smile under his cowl, the strong citrus taste being his favorite. He could eat an entire tray of lemon bars in a day so keep your eye on him. Surprisingly he's an excellent baker if he decides to help in the kitchen. But what he really loves to do is hug you from behind and just sway as you go about doing your own thing.

Terra: As someone who's known for tea time lunches Tea Cakes and Tarts are her favorite. A bit old fashioned perhaps but she enjoys them as they make her nostalgic. Mint is one of her preferred flavors but she's more into the type of sweet than the actual taste. She likes to sip tea in the kitchen as you both chat about your days. The sweets take awhile so she thinks of this as precious alone time and just enjoys it.

Adrian: As someone with a slim figure he tries to act picky about his sweets consumption. He claims to only eat a small slice of Coffee Cake or Cheese Cake on a treat day. But if no one is looking everything will be devoured. It doesn't matter what it is, Adrain's always hungry and he adores sweets. No self control. He can't be in the kitchen while you're baking because he wants to try everything but if he is in the kitchen he's teasing you the entire time. Loves to dot your nose with sugar and kiss it off along with other similar pranks.

Hettie: As a doctor Hettie knows how dangerous too many sweets can be. That being said Carrot Cake and Banana/Pumpkin bread are her favorites. While she tries to lean towards more healthy options that's not always the case. She is a hefty woman and doesn't plan on slimming down so if she takes a giant portion size don't judge her, your baking is amazing. She doesn't typically help but she'll remind you to eat regular food and drink water before having any of your baked goods.

Osran: This man is old fashioned. Tarts and Turnovers being on the top of his list. Any flavor works but he loves anything blueberry flavored. He's not a baker but he loves being in your company so that doesn't matter much. He'll sit and listen to you hum as you stir or do other things in the kitchen.

Darius: The covenhead is a man with fancy and refined tastes. Cheese cake bites, macaroons, and cake rolls are among his favorites. Cold desserts with hot drizzling sauces are what he prefers as he likes the cold and warm sensation at the same time. Outside of his fancy desserts he does like the occasional slice of warm pie with an ice cream scoop. He will put on an apron and help you bake if you ask. He's an excellent baking assistant and enjoys sneaking kisses between doing jobs in the kitchen.

Mason: This man loves anything that is chocolate or fudge flavored. Fudge Caramel Brownies, Monster cookies, Chocolate Peanut Butter bars, and chocolate chip cookies are some of his many favorites. If you bake him doughnuts I promise they will not stay around long. He's laughing and telling you stories to keep you entertained in the kitchen as you bake. He himself can't bake but he doesn't want you to be lonely so he stays with you keeping you company.

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Story request for Yandere Belos x Reader? Philip x Reader is ok too. Basically idea is Belos kills everyone reader interacts with and leaves love letters to the reader on the victims' bodies. Reader wants the killings to stop so they agree to be Belos/Philip's darling.

You covered your mouth with your hands to keep from screaming. Though you knew if you did it wouldn't help anyways. No one would come for you.

Belos stood infront of you white cape soaked in red, pristine uniform covered in blood. His mask had been tossed aside in the scuffle leaving his face revealed. Blue shining eyes you'd only seen occasionally through his eyeholes as you did your rounds peered down at you as black oozed off his skin in tar like fashion. It hissed as it dropped off his body mixing red and black together on the floor. His hair drooped infront of his face as he leaned forward but you could see the ugly scar twisting across his face and neck that he tried to hide.

"Oh come now dear, I'd hope you had a stronger stomach than that." Belos laughs as if this is some sick joke and your fists clench in alarm as you stare up at him, stare at the thing he'd become. Magic tingles through your veins ready to go but you hesitate. You want to attack him, to fight back... but he's much stronger than you and it wouldn't do much to try and run. He had eyes everywhere and he would find you no matter where you went.

"... w-why?" Is all you can choke out as tears begin to blur your vision. Why did he do this? What did he gain from this? Why you? All questions you wanted answered but couldn't articulate as you stayed on the cold stone floor, sticky blood dripping down your face from the splatter. Your friends lifeless body laying on the group in a mangled heap.

Belos steps over their body to get closer to you and simply smiles as he holds his arms out in a friendly gesture that you could only cower from. He was not your friend. He was not friendly. And you needed to leave.

"Why not?" He questions back and your stomach churns uncomfortably. Belos chuckles at your expression before he takes a deep breath hand going through his hair smoothing it back. He looks at the body behind him in annoyance before focusing on you.

The goop had receded and he once again looked normal but you knew the truth. You saw who and what your Emperor really was.

A monster.

"Come now dear, the floor must be cold and I doubt that's at all comfortable." He states before holding his hand out like a gentleman. You recoil and he purses his lips clearly displeased at the reaction, as if killing your friend made him your savior instead of someone who needed saving. "Now don't be like that." He warns eyes glowing in an unsettling way as he stares down at you.

Trembling in response he hums tilting his head before his eyes slowly glance to his hand and back to you. Swallowing your guilt, pushing down your fear, you slowly raise your own to take his, understanding the silent demand. He clasps it in his own immediatley and effortlessly pulls you to your feet before yanking you forward against him.

You cringe as he pulls you to his chest but his grip is ironclad and he doesn't let go as he looks down at you with a smile. "See? That wasn't so bad love, now was it?" You wanted to scream, to argue! But you bite your tongue still processing the brutal demise of your friend. He hums hand mindlessly going through your hair as he waits for an answer. He pauses eyes noticing something before he rubs your cheek clean of the blood he put there. Clenching your eyes tightly wanting to get away he hums. "Love?" He repeats wanting an answer and as he cups your cheek he grips the underside of your chin clearly displeased your not responding.

You shake your head tears beginning to form but he tsks grip tightening as he forces you to tilt your head up.

"Your Emperor refuses to be ignored." He states firmly and although you don't want to you open your eyes to look at him. His smile is soft and docile but his eyes, they rage with an unknown desire in them. An emotion that scares you to your very core.

"N-no." You finally state as he continues to stare waiting for your answer. "No it wasn't Emperor Belos." You add and he seems lost in thought for a moment before he focuses on you again.

"Philip love." He corrects, the hand that was under your chin moving to instead play with your hair. As you watch him fearful you'll be next you close your eyes before feeling him tenderly kiss your forehead. "My name is Philip."