#PALISTRM / an indie & canon divergent HUNTER of disney’s THE OWL HOUSE. crossover, multi-muse, OC, & duplicate friendly. written by marci, 25, she/her 🔪
𝚍𝚘𝚌. 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜. 𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎. 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚐.

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@palistrm
#PALISTRM / an indie & canon divergent HUNTER of disney’s THE OWL HOUSE. crossover, multi-muse, OC, & duplicate friendly. written by marci, 25, she/her 🔪
𝚍𝚘𝚌. 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜. 𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎. 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚐.
[ luz @ nghtlghts ]
"People do bad things under the guise of protecting the greater good."
wednesday sentence starters.
“You really believe that, don’t you?” Hunter hadn’t wanted to comment, but his tongue got the better of him. “But you can’t say that about me without saying it about him.” And he was fine with this logic—he was—Belos was all bad, down to his rotting core, and the man had lost sight of the great and the good decades (if not centuries) ago, and Hunter himself was hardly any better. And that was fine; he’d been bad, he was a vile person; still was, but he would like to have thought himself a little better by now. Not living under the thumb of a genocidal maniac was a improvement. “Tell me, has Eda ever done anything bad? Has she ever hurt you?” / @nghtlghts
contradictivs:
A pregnant pause. “Please tell me that you didn’t make it bigger.”
"We both know the answer to that, don't we?"
Seluna raises her eyes and stares at Hunter unblinkingly at his suggestion. She seems to be lost in thought, but it's not clear if she's surprised, or if she's just remembered something. The only moment she casts her gaze down is to look again at her sleeves, the seams come undone at the shoulders.
"I think I'll take you up on that offer," she finally says, standing up again and starting to take off her denim jacket, handing it over to Hunter. Under it, Seluna wears black tank top, shoulders and arms covered in perfectly clean bandages that have also ripped in some points. There's no bleeding wounds under them, only old scars.
"I know! But I couldn't have beat you if I didn't transform," she adds with a chuckle, resuming her bubbly attitude. "So, you like sewing?"
"Maybe, I think?" Hunter isn't quite sure enjoyment is the correct word, but it was something he had learned since escaping the palace and a decent way to busy himself with his new and very limited wardrobe. There hadn't exactly been time to pack his room before fleeing, leaving him with only his scout's uniform and pseudo-staff, both of which he was quick to discard; the uniform to blend in and the staff because the thought of even touching it ow was enough to make him ill. How many others had wielded it before him? It was a spiral he couldn't allow his mind to wander down. "I had to learn to do it and besides . . . fighting, there isn't much else I can do."
ravnheks:
“Is that a bet, child?”
"Depends, what would you wager?"
there he is
one of my fave character design things will always be characters with pointed/animal-style ears that move according to their emotional state
this. this is what peak performance looks like
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" people do bad things under the guise of protecting the greater good. " :: Vee to Hunter
wednesday sentence starters.
"I never even thought I was doing bad things." He had been told that the palisman were dangerous, that wild witches were the worst of criminals, and that his uncle's reign had brought upon the most peaceful times the isles had ever known. And never once had he thought to question it, question his uncle who had raised him since birth (or, at least, since he was made). Hunter should have thought it was strange when he was not permitted to speak but to only a few people, should have thought it wrong that Belos would ignore his pain or injuries; he should have had the courage to venture down to the dungeons where he would have found hundreds of innocents, locked away for nothing but questioning a corrupt regime. How many people had been killed because of his ignorance? "You shouldn't be the one trying to comfort me. I'm sorry."
@palistrm { cont. }
"You think so?" Hunter knew he shouldn't have been basking in the praise as much as he was. He hadn't even done anything particularly impressive, in fact, he'd lost their fight. It was still just rather odd to get positive reactions out of his failures; not that he would have expected anything different from Seluna. She was kind, a far cry from his uncle or anyone else in the palace. "Uhm, thank you! You—you too! You are super tall and awesome."
"I do!" She had to sit on the ground with an exhausted sigh, feeling sore after turning back to normal. "You're a force of nature! And I mean it, you even forced me to transform in medium form."
Which made Seluna try her best not to accidentally scratch Hunter, not wanting to leave more scars on him than he already had; thankfully making him drop the staff and immobilizing him had been enough, and the only real downside was that her clothes tore at the seams.
"Haha, thank you! But now I need to buy a new jacket... again."
"Oh, sorry! Or maybe I could try n' fix that one if you want?" Hunter had sewn the sash around his waist a good few times before and no one had once pointed out the misplaced seams — maybe there was a chance he could salvage those sleeves for her. Seluna was not the type to collect debt, but she was constantly going out of her way for him, more than enough times than for Hunter to know that he'd have to start paying her back. "I wasn't actually tryin' to make you wolf out or anything."
He’s collecting trophies like a seasoned serial killer, it’s quite impressive actually. -cursed Caleb
wednesday sentence starters.
“Because he is a seasoned serial killer!” Hunter’s voice cracked with indignation (and partially because he couldn’t believe he had just accused his uncle of being a murderer). “And you’re a hermit playing the old hag of the woods.”
ravnheks:
“You are short. I could take off my shoes and still be taller than you!”
“So what! That doesn’t make you better than me, I could still take you in a fight any day.”
ravnheks:
“Who asked YOU to be so short and annoying. Was that part of the design plan or is it just an unfortunate, unforeseen outcome?”
"I am not short, you're just freakishly tall!"
do i wanna ask what trouble you’re in now?
wednesday sentence starters.
"I didn't know what cops were, sir!" No one had told him, not even Luz (and she had lived her entire life on earth)—! "I thought they were just really nosy and annoying adults."
@palistrm sent: i accuse you of being old and stinky and just generally the worst
Accuse My Muse!
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“Oh, really? Really?! That is entirely uncalled for! Also, who asked you?!”
"Who asked you to be so old and gross."
"you were very impressive in there."
wednesday sentence starters.
"You think so?" Hunter knew he shouldn't have been basking in the praise as much as he was. He hadn't even done anything particularly impressive, in fact, he'd lost their fight. It was still just rather odd to get positive reactions out of his failures; not that he would have expected anything different from Seluna. She was kind, a far cry from his uncle or anyone else in the palace. "Uhm, thank you! You—you too! You are super tall and awesome."