writing request: during kings tide Hunter gets stuck in the demon realm while the others escape
“Ooooooooooo a GRIMWALKER! I thought Belos was gonna get rid of you!”
Hunter felt a pull tugging him back, away from the portal. Willow grasped his arms. “No! No, no, no—”
Hunter held on tight with his good arm. “Don’t let go,” he begged, “Please—” tears pressed at the corners of his eyes.
He killed Uncle without even trying.
Willow’s feet started to slip out of the human realm and back to the demon realm, and a jolt of panic shot down Hunter’s spine as Gus grabbed hold, too, pulling with all his might.
He killed Uncle so easily, even in his cursed form
What will he do to my friends?
He pulled his good arm out of Willow and Gus’ grip, reaching into his pocket and pulling out Flapjack. He held the bird out. “Take it!”
Hunter pushed it into Gus’s hands, and the smaller witch was forced to let go and grab the bird before it could clatter on the ground. Flapjack sprang to life, struggling and screeching for Hunter not to go.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered.
Luz, Amity, Gus, and Willow were all pushed through the door by the soundwave. Hunter was thrown backwards, too, but he was too high in the air and just slammed into the doorframe, crumbling to the ground as the door fell into pieces.
The Collector giggled, and Hunter floated up into the air with king. “A Grimwalker and a titan! Awesome! Well, you know, if we’re going to play owl house, we need an owl house! We also need a villain!” They grinned at Hunter. “You’re it!”
Hunter was dropped back down to the ground, and he felt his clothes grow heavier, a cape springing out behind him.
No, no, no, no, no!
King was set down in the ruins of the door, and he scrambled towards Hunter. “Hunter! I’m sorry, I tried to send you through, I—”
In a blur of blue and orange, the Collector was between them. “I’ll save you from the emperor’s guard, King!” he yelled, their hand slamming into Hunter’s chest.
The breath was almost immediately knocked out of him, and he was sent flying backwards, crashing into the wall. Hunter’s mouth opened, but no sound came out, just a wheeze as he collapsed to the ground, gasping for air. The world blurred, his vision spotty, and his whole body screaming with pain.
“Come on,” the Collector’s voice whined in a blurry, far-off kind of way, “It’s no fun if the bad guy doesn’t fight! You’re supposed to try to take King from me, remember?! And then I save him!”
King wriggled out of the Collector’s grasp, running to Hunter. “No, wait!” he yelled, standing in front of him, “That’s not how you play owl house!”
“Well, what are the rules, then?!”
Hunter closed his eyes, his ears ringing. He could feel something sticky beneath his head, and he slowly reached out, wincing as he touched a gash on the back of his skull.
Head injury… not good…
“In the owl house, we try to help the golden guard!” King yelped, “We try to convince him to be our friend, and to stay on our side! We try to get him away from Belos, and we take care of him!”
“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh, yeah, that makes sense!”
Something poked at Hunter’s face, and he opened his eyes just enough to see the Collector crouching down next to him, a cheerful grin on their face. “Sorry! Wanna switch teams?”
Hunter let out a wheezing groan, and the Collector smacked their forehead. “Oh! Right! If we rescue you from Belos, we need a Belos!”
In the corner, Uncle’s robes and mask swirled up, held up by the Collector’s power. It glided over.
“Hunter, you get up right now!” The Collector ordered, his childlike voice seeming to ripple over with Belos’ accent, “Capture me some palisman so I can shove them in my dumb face and get even goopier!”
Hunter curled into a ball with a whine, putting his hands over his ears.
It’s not him, it’s not him, it’s not him
“Didn’t you hear me, Hunter? Do you want to be replaced?! I can do that, because I’m a mean, mean liar who thinks he knows everything and can do whatever he wants! Now get up!”
Magic swirled around Hunter, setting him up on his feet. The pressure kept him up, kept his head from sagging forward to his chest, forced his eyes open. King stared at him with big eyes as the Collector made him march away. The Belos Puppet glided after him, yelling at him to move along, to get those palisman, the titan’s blood, and to capture the human, and a hundred other tasks that contradicted each other, or were just plain ridiculous.
Finally, the magic dropped him, and Hunter collapsed, gagging as his head spun.
“Stay away from Hunter!” The collector yelled in his own voice, nudging King.
“Y-yeah!” King yelled, “Go away, Belos!”
His voice echoed out, knocking the Belos puppet away. The Collector knelt next to Hunter, squishing his cheeks between his hands. “Hooray! We saved you! We’re the heroes!” He laughed, then dropped Hunter. “Man, you’re kind of a boring rescuee.”
Hunter curled back into a ball, tucking his head between his knees with a whimper.
The Collector scooped King up, the Belos puppet in the corner swirling back into shape. “Come on! Let’s find someone else to rescue! Maybe if he takes a break he’ll be more fun to play with.” He patted Hunter’s head, making him choke as it sent spikes of pain hammering through his skull. “Okeydokey, you can take a nap! I’ll come back later to see if you’re feeling better, and we can play some more!”
King reached out towards Hunter as the Collector floated up, but Hunter couldn’t even try to grab him, couldn’t do much more than try to breathe and not slip into darkness.
And then it was quiet. It was just him and the broken remains of the Titan’s skull.
Someone crashed down on their knees next to him, a red dress blurring in his vision. “Do you know where Luz and King went? Wait—don’t answer, don’t move, you look awful, hang on, we’ll get help. RAINE! I found one of them! Find a healer, if you can!”
Hunter’s eyes started to close, and a cool hand patted his face. “Hey! Hey, stick with me, kid, don’t fall asleep! You’re going to be okay, just hold on a little longer!”
“I don’t… want to play anymore,” he whispered, tears leaking out of the corners of his eyes. “I don’t…”
Hey! Hunter, wake up! Wake up!
Hey remember I said about the last post being the last one? Yeah I lied
Ranie: Are you mad?
Ranie: So sharpening your knives at 3 in the morning is just a hobby?
Luz: I’m not being weird. Am I being weird?
Hunter: Yes, and that’s coming from me.
Hunter: You are an absolute dork.
Willow, singing: Yeah, but I'm your dork!
Hunter: *sighs* Yeah, you're my dork.
King: When's the last time you slept?
Hunter: Uh... a few days ago, I think.
King: A few- how many?!
Hunter: Uh... *starts counting on fingers* I need more fingers...
King: What you need is sleep!
Luz, cowering in fear: What do you want from me?!
Hunter, standing in front of Luz: *bites into the whole KitKat bar like a heathen*
Luz, crying: Please...stop...
*Everyone is playing a board game together*
King: I will put 'A' down to make 'A'.
Luz: I will add onto your 'A' to make 'AT'.
Eda: I will add onto your 'AT' to make 'RAT'.
Ranie: I will add onto your 'RAT' to make 'BIOSTRATAGRAPHIC'.
King: *flips the board*
Everyone’s wondering if Jean-Luc and the Bat Queen’s whistle will come back, so here’s my prediction; To make another Owl House for their game, King suggests to the Collector that they need toys from an actual Owl House to play. Using his powers, the Collector completely uproots the precinct, underground warehouse and all, and incorporates it as part of his new Owl House in the sky.
King of course has to lie and tell half-truths about what trinkets are important and necessary for this vague game of his, but when the Collector isn’t looking, he uses the Bat Queen’s whistle to summon her. At the same time, King might retrieve the vial of his blood that was confiscated, and use it to animate Jean-Luc, allowing Jean to resume his eternal care as his creator entrusted him. When the Bat Queen flies up to help King, perhaps her memories will be jogged as she remembers the Collector and his connection to her owner, assuming he wasn’t that owner himself; And we might see the Bat Queen confront the Collector, who catches King trying to escape at the last second and predictably lashes out in a sense of rejection and pained betrayal.
King may or may not escape, the Bat Queen may or may not buy time for him by having her palismen fly King away; BQ herself might be ‘collected’ as a toy or even killed by the Collector (but probably not because then her babies would become orphans), and Jean-Luc will either help her as well, using his indestructible nature to return the Collector’s tag game unlike Belos, or accompany King on the way out.
If the Bat Queen was the Palisman of King’s dad in his younger and smaller years, BQ might recognize Jean-Luc and the Collector, and it’d be a neat way to concisely bring all of these threads together and resolve them, giving further context and background to how the Boiling Isles came to be; Everything is connected and coming together. For all we know, the Bat Queen was the Palisman of the Titan Trapper who killed King’s dad, and this immorality led to him abandoning her!
more rants! and i dont expect *this* one to get any attention but i need to get this out Somewhere.
King Clawthorne. one of the main characters, part of the most important characters(if not THE most important), a literal titan and probably the last one alive. a god. yet, hes still a child. a very young one, approximately eight years old.
and i don't have much to say, as im tired, but he has loads of trauma that is either disregarded or skimmed over. most of that trauma is traced back to being a titan however. and its very clear that he isnt even very.. pleased.. with just the idea of being a titan. he hates it.
"titan help us" from Darius. of which King replies with "I'll try my best". Darius not even being aware of King being a titan, and his comment not even being directed toward King. this poor kid already has so much pressure on his shoulders, so much responsibility at such a young age, and its all so sudden. and the fact his family is dead? his entire species? it was thought to be entirely extinct, and theres literal titan hunters out there, looking for King. the last titan alive. a baby titan.
those same titan hunters almost "sacrificed" him to the collector, someone they consider to be their god. and King wasnt even aware, he was more focused on finding his family and playing catch with someone who resembled his dead father. but even that wasnt true.
those "titans" were just the titan hunters in disguise. we know this as its revealed, and its sad. they didn't even bat an eye about wanting to kill King, they saw no issue with it. Hooty says "are titans even evil?" after some crazy dudes intentions are almost revealed as selfish and just delusional. but the rest of them are already too deep in to change their ways, so after questioning it, they just move on and continue with what they had originally planned to do. kill King(they didnt succeed thankfully).
and MORE things that i dont have the patience to add on. sorry.
but think about this one 'small' detail: those titan hunters used the dead titans' skulls as disguises. and King wasnt even aware until accidentally taking one off of a man, revealing that fact. and his expression was just.. pure fear and confusion.
and also King's expression here after being told the news by Luz:(
Since you all really like the incorrect quotes, have some more!
Hunter: If I say I love you, will you say it back?
Hunter: I love you.
Willow: It back.
Eda: Why is Hunter crying face-down on the floor?
*Vee and Hunter playing minecraft*
Vee: Oh no, oh no, oh no-
Hunter: What’s wrong?
Vee: I did a thing.
Hunter: You regret the thing you dID-
Hunter: What the fuck did you do- *sees mass of aggravated Piglin* Damn it-
Vee: *screams again*
Willow: I told Hunter to grab snacks for everyone.
Vee, looking through the options: Why did you grab fruit snacks? Are you five? Who even likes Fruit Snacks?
*Willow, Hunter, and Amity raise their hands*
King about to release the collector:
King: Is this a good idea?
King: Probably not.
King: Do I care?