#hunter wittebane
astrolavas 2 days ago
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mandatory eclipse lake anniversary art
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waniszcanvanish 2 days ago
Forgot to post it here so have this super dramatic the worm house moment
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smallpapers 17 hours ago
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what鈥檚 up?
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alcordraws a day ago
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Giving hunter some wings for fun and profit
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swordmachine 8 hours ago
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avatarmerida a day ago
Gardenias & Grimwalkers
I love cheesy Huntlow with communication.
If everything worked the way it should, the way all their research said it would, then this would be their last night in the human realm. Maybe their last night of peace. They didn鈥檛 know what they were walking into, they had no idea what things were like back home. Who was safe, what was left.
But Hunter didn鈥檛 care, because he knew who he was walking into it with.
He also knew they might not be walking out of it. If that was the case, they couldn't leave anything left unsaid.
Which why he found himself here, sitting on the porch with Willow watching traffic. He had asked her if they could talk after dinner and she had happily agreed, but he knew that after he told her what he needed to she wouldn鈥檛 be happy for long. Everyone else already knew, and they had respected his wishes not to tell her, but they had agreed it was important she knew.
And he wanted her to know. She deserve to know. He wanted her to know everything. A part of him suspected she already knew from the way she was avoiding his gaze now. She already knew and was finding the words to let him down gently. The suspense was making it hard to breathe.
They broke the silence together, speaking at the same time.
鈥淚 like you.鈥 鈥淚鈥檓 a Grimwalker.鈥
They turned to look at each, eyes wide and faces red. Hunter couldn鈥檛 decide what to react to first, what he had said or what he had heard. Oh, why hadn鈥檛 he just waited two more seconds?
鈥淥kay...鈥 Willow breathed, scanning his face for what his words meant to him. 鈥淚 still like you.鈥
鈥淵eah,鈥 she said without hesitation, her hair littered with flowers at this point.
鈥淥h.鈥 He knew he looked ridiculous. He felt like all his hair was standing on edge as though struck by lightning. He felt like a million lifetimes had passed as he searched his mind for something, anything, else to say besides 鈥榦h.鈥
鈥淪o do you... wanna talk about it?鈥
鈥淯h, I mean sure,鈥 blushed Hunter. 鈥淟ike... when you say 鈥榣ike鈥 do you mean-.鈥
鈥淚 meant about you being a grimwalker,鈥 she said quickly, trying to balance being flustered and supportive.
鈥淥h yeah that,鈥 he had almost forgotten, for a brief moment it wasn鈥檛 weighing on him so much. 鈥淚 just found out... well, not just. It was after Luz and I learned about Belos... I learned that he made me... after someone from his past... who betrayed him. I was supposed to be a better version of him, but it looks like we鈥檙e the same. Which... I guess it good?鈥
鈥淗ow do you feel?鈥
鈥淚t鈥檚 still new,鈥 he said, exhaling. 鈥淭here鈥檚 been a lot of new things and so far... a lot of things have been bad, I guess, but does that mean this has to be too?鈥
鈥淣o,鈥 said Willow, taking his hand. 鈥淚t鈥檚 not bad, it鈥檚 just different. You don鈥檛 control how you come to exist, no one does. What matters is what you do with that existence. And... I鈥檓 glad you exist.鈥
鈥淵ou are, aren鈥檛 you?鈥 Hunter said fondly at the sincerity in her voice, looking down at their linked hands with a heavy eyes. He looked up at her slowly and saw she was also looking at their hands with content. His heart leapt wildly at the realization that she looked at him the same way he would look at her. And she felt the same way, and she had told him. She liked him and and wanted him to know. She liked him and wanted to say it aloud. She liked him and she knew him. She liked him. Something about knowing it for certain made him confident. 鈥淏ecause you liiiike me,鈥 he teased with a toothy grin.
Willow looked at him in shock before quickly turning her face away, blushing furiously. She had heard Hunter talk like that before, sure, but never to her. Hunter laughed, cherishing her reaction, knowing exactly how she felt.
鈥淵eah, I guess,鈥 she whispered, her eyes darting everywhere except directly at him as tiny flowers spurted throughout the top of her head like a veil.
鈥淚 was... really worried you were gonna tell something else,鈥 he admitted with a light chuckle.
鈥淵eah well, if tomorrow鈥檚鈥 portal attempt works out we鈥檒l be kind busy so I wanted to make sure I told you before, just in case...鈥
鈥淵eah,鈥 he mumbled, why couldn鈥檛 he say anything? He wanted to ask her just in case what, but he didn鈥檛 want to risk changing the subject. But he also didn鈥檛 know how to contribute to the subject, otherwise these word would have already been said months ago by him when she had adjusted his hat to cover his ears and had stood so close to him that he had nearly passed out and it clicked then that he had reached the point of no return. He had tried to convince himself basically since the day he had met her that he was mistaking adoration for admiration, but it turned out he felt both for Willow.
鈥淚-is that okay?鈥 Willow asked, breaking the silence.
鈥淚 mean, i-it鈥檚 cool,鈥 said Hunter trying to act like he was cool and didn鈥檛 just learn that cool was slang just two weeks ago. 鈥淚 think it鈥檚 cool.鈥
鈥淵ou think it鈥檚 cool?鈥
鈥淵-yeah,鈥 he said suddenly worried he had said 鈥榗ool鈥 way too much.
鈥淗unter,鈥 said Willow sternly, finally looking at him. They locked eyes he lost any chance of concealing his own blush. 鈥淚 just told you that I liked you and it鈥檚 just... cool? Isn鈥檛 there anything else you wanna say?鈥
Silence swirled between them, on her side it was baited and tense and his was distressed and unraveling.
鈥淚t鈥檚, um, very cool?鈥 Hunter tried, on the verge of panicking. He wished he knew how to summon his previous courage, now he was worried she was angry and regretting her decision.
鈥淏ut?鈥 Willow prompted.
鈥淏ut...鈥 Hunter went on, sensing her invitation to continue but feeling as though that wasn鈥檛 the correct conjunction. 鈥淚t鈥檚, uh, but... it鈥檚, uh...鈥
鈥淗unter, if the feeling isn鈥檛 mutual, it鈥檚 okay really but I-.鈥
鈥淏ut it鈥檚 not mutual!鈥 Hunter screamed suddenly, staring at Willow with panicked and pleading eyes. He dropped her hand as he frantically wrung his hands together, trying to breath.
鈥淗uh?鈥 Willow gasped. She knew this was a possibility, but she didn鈥檛 think he鈥檇 react like this.
鈥淚鈥檓 sorry! But it鈥檚 not,鈥 Hunter went on, clearly distressed. Willow knew he wouldn鈥檛 want to hurt her, and that it鈥檚 only made her like him even more. 鈥淚 like you way more than you like me!鈥
鈥淲hat?鈥 Willow asked, her anxiety talking a pause.
鈥淚 do!鈥 Hunter insisted with the nerves of someone on the run. 鈥淚 don鈥檛 know how to talk to you, but taking to you is all I wanna do! And you made me nervous but also not nervous? And stupid! But better? I mean, ugh!鈥
The words spilled out of him like vomit, starting before he could think clearly. He felt as though actually vomiting would be less embarrassing.
鈥淏ut you could never like me that much,鈥 he was speaking more to himself at this point, the thoughts that had held him back finally having an opportunity to sing out. 鈥淏ecause I don鈥檛 even know how to like someone! Nervous and not nervous? That doesn鈥檛 even sense! You can鈥檛 feel two completely different things! I鈥檓 doing it wrong or too much or-.鈥
鈥淚 feel like that too,鈥 interjected Willow, moving close to him and covering his hands with hers. 鈥淚-I feel like that right now.鈥
鈥淏ut what if that鈥檚 just because...鈥 started Hunter. Her lost look of concern pushed him forward. 鈥...because of who he was, who Caleb was.鈥
鈥淐aleb was...?鈥 Willow didn鈥檛 need to finish, Hunter knew what she was asking. He nodded.
鈥淗e betrayed Belos,鈥 said Hunter. 鈥淏y falling in love with a witch.鈥
鈥淪o Belos made me to be a better version of him,鈥 said Hunter. 鈥淏ut I think I鈥檓 just like him.鈥
A large pink flower bloomed atop her head, stem and all, taller and larger than any flower she subconsciously made before. She tried to remain composed regardless. Play it cool.
鈥淛-just like him?鈥
鈥淵eah, he was very handsome 鈥 said Hunter matter-of-factory, not snarky as he might have before. 鈥淎nd kind and smart and likeable. So what if the things you like about me are just things that are him... and not me? Because I don鈥檛 think I鈥檓 those things so that must be the parts that are Caleb.鈥
鈥淗unter, that鈥檚 silly,鈥 smiled Willow. 鈥淵ou can鈥檛 be anyone but you and I know I like you. I鈥檝e liked you for awhile.鈥
Hunter gulped and Willow continued, bringing their hands down.
鈥淚 obviously didn鈥檛 know Caleb so I can鈥檛 say what he was like, but just because Belos wanted you to be someone doesn鈥檛 mean you are or have to be,鈥 said Willow. 鈥淚 don鈥檛 know if Caleb was stubborn and sweet and competitive, plenty of people are, but I like these things in you.鈥
鈥淥h,鈥 he said. No, not again, he thought, say something else! 鈥淗-how long is awhile?鈥
She scrunched her nose and smiled . 鈥淒o you remember the Entrails first official flyer derby match?鈥 Willow asked and the day came back to him, clear as day.
鈥淵es, it was exactly 22 days after we first met,鈥 he said. 鈥淵ou won, you scored the winning point. Why?鈥
鈥淵ou showed up an hour early to make sure you wouldn鈥檛 be late to see us play,鈥 said Willow. 鈥淎nd I didn鈥檛 know why then, but when I saw you in the stands waiting I was so happy to see you. And I was so excited to see your face whenever we got a point, and you made a sign for me... and it all made me feel, well, like this.鈥
She plucked a flower from her hair and placed it in his hand. It took him a minute to understand.
鈥淲ait, I did this?!鈥 He asked, looking at the flower in utter shocked. 鈥淗ow?鈥
Willow giggled. 鈥淛ust by being you,鈥 she said simply. 鈥淚鈥檝e gotten pretty good at catching and hiding it but you know me; I鈥檓 not very good at not letting plants grow. I thought you鈥檇 figure it out, to be honest, everyone else had.鈥
鈥淓-everyone knew you liked me?鈥 Hunter sputtered. 鈥淎nd they believed you could like me? Huh. Wait, and they never told me?!鈥
鈥淵eah, well there was alot going on,鈥 said Willow, looking to the ground.聽鈥淏ut I鈥檓 telling you now, that鈥檚 not too late right?鈥
鈥淣o! No, no not at all,鈥 Hunter insisted, panicked she was having second thoughts. He had rehearsed this moment before in his head, but this was not the confession he planned on making today so all those scenarios were lost to him. In truth, he had always intended on telling her right before battle and then going out in a blaze of glory because that broken, healing part of his mind never imagined her returning his affections. He leaned down closer to her, hoping to catch her eye again.聽鈥淲illow...鈥
Hearing him say her name made the flowers bloom like crazy. He didn鈥檛 realize how rare it was for him to say her name rather that聽鈥楥aptain鈥 but she did. Boy, did she ever. They overtook her head, a flurry of gardenias and roses and peonies and all she could managed to do was succumb to it until it passed. They quickly sprouted a pile that completely encased her
鈥淲illow! I鈥檓 sorry!鈥 said Hunter ,misunderstanding the reason of the flurry as he furiously removed the flowers. But each time he said her name, the flurry only grew.聽鈥淲illow! Can you breathe in there? Is the oxygen too crisp? Willow, I-.鈥
When he had removed enough flowers to reveal her face, he found it looking at him with a wide smile and wider eyes. He only stopped a moment to admire her and the way the colors complimented her before continuing to brush the remaining flowers from atop her head. This time, when he leaned forward to untangle them from her hair, she leaned forward as well and pressed her lips to his cheek.
He recoiled, his hand gently touched the spot she had kissed, waiting for her to give some indication it was something else, a mistake. But one look at her and he knew it was on purpose. But somehow that made him even more nervous. Where had his confidence gone? He already knew she liked him, there was no more wondering or doubting it now. He didn鈥檛 want her to wonder or doubt it either.
She was waiting for him to respond.
鈥淵ou missed,鈥 he said.
鈥淵ou missed,鈥 he said, holding his breath and leaning in quickly before he could talk himself out of it. He closed the space between them, placing a chaste kiss on her lips. She closed her eyes and brought her hands up to either side of his face and steadied him as she returned the kiss. The flowers sprouted wildly but neither of them seemed to care. Hunter didn鈥檛 know what to do with his hands, so they stayed shaking at his sides giving him no way to catch himself when Willow pulled him closer, causing the pair to fall backwards into the ever growing collection of flowers.聽
鈥淚鈥檓 sorry... was that okay?鈥 Hunter said when he managed to pull away, despite really not wanting to.
鈥淚t鈥檚 cool,鈥 replied Willow trying to catch her breath, a large red tulip appearing behind her ear.
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justalittleturtlehere 2 days ago
Ok so we see Hunter communicating with flapjack, and understanding what Flapjack is saying. But we don鈥檛 really see the others communicating in that way. Like they talk to their palisman the same way a person talks to a pet. Sometimes a command, sometimes a comment where they don鈥檛 expect a response. But we see Hunter talking like he understands what flapjack is saying. And a part of making a grimwalker is palistrome wood. So what if the reason he understands his palisman is because of that? And if so, can he understand the other palisman?
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awakefor48hours 18 hours ago
I like to think that Hunter would be the type of person to say 鈥渕y wife could beat up your wife鈥 in the way that third graders say 鈥渕y dad could beat up your dad鈥
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papercutfucker a day ago
A couple of people have said that Raine will give Hunter like a flute or something and he'll be super bad at playing it, but ,hear me out, what if he IS bad at it. Like, not good at Bard magic at all BUT his gallderstone kicks in as soon as Soon as he starts playing and something blows up on the first note ,just saying ,that would be awesome
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biblixsmia 2 days ago
montage time
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Hunter鈥檚 first breakdown 馃槩 GOD the adoption fics after this were amazing
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a baby
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another baby
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the chaos they all emit
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and of course, the hug and the 鈥渁wesome girlfriends!!鈥 that were said during this episode
the mlm and wlw hostility was through the roof in the episode
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kai-strophics a day ago
A worm on the string Goldric love story featuring the beauty of discord messages (worm emotes made by @\kumatora)
Chapter 1- Knitting sweaters together :)
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Chapter 2- Premaritial Hand holding 馃槼
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Chapter 3- Marriage!!!!
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Chapter 4- Them and their horrendous 18 worm children
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Chapter 5- Bonding with the kids :)
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dazeddoodles 2 days ago
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Gift for a friend of mine
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nidhogg-of-nastrond 2 days ago
If I had a nickel for every time I kinned a white boy who was created by the BBEG using magic and manipulated by said BBEG(who is a male relative of theirs using magic that doesn鈥檛 belong to them) so they completely trusted them despite their abuse, I鈥檇 have two nickels鈥攚hich isn鈥檛 a lot but it鈥檚 weird that it happened twice
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alcordraws 2 days ago
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Cain, where is your brother?
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thatellaj 2 days ago
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old hunter doodles bc work is 鉁╞oring鉁
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gallimaufry-galaxy a day ago
My last brain cell bouncing around in the backseat of the car like a feral animal:
Caleb! Caleb! CALEB!
Me, gripping the steering wheel, desperately trying to keep my eyes on the road:
We have Caleb at HOME.
Caleb at home:
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taroschain 2 days ago
There are so many theories out there about what Hunter鈥檚 hands look like and why he always covers them with gloves, but what if the real reason was just that he used to bite his nails as a kid and that was the only solution that worked? Like, it鈥檚 been established in so many posts and pictures that his hands are scarred and broken, but what if they鈥檙e perfectly fine and he鈥檚 just a ball of anxiety with only a thin layer of leather keeping his fingers out of his mouth?
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