The Owl House characters do random stuff None of these characters belong to me. Thanks and I hope you enjoy!

"You bewitch me every damn second you're with me. I try to think straight but I'm falling so badly, I'm coming apart. You wrotе me a note, cast a spell on my hеart and bewitched me." ------ *ੈ✩‧₊˚ The strongest thing someone can do is love their enemy. It means having seen them at their worst, witnessing their anger and wrath at its peak, yet still finding the beauty and the humanity in them. If you can push past your hatred and your flaws just for them, that's a type of love that can never be extinguished. Y/N Clawthorne was always a go-getter. If they wanted something, they would always go out of their way to get it. Their resilience (and quite cocky attitude) was unmatched. Mix this demeanor with a wild witch, and you're in for a pain in the ass. Well, only if your name is Hunter. Hunter's the Golden Guard, Belos' right hand man and nephew. He was always trained to believe wild witches are evil and dangerous if untamed. He was always taught to hate and hunt them down. So when these two cross paths, it's bound to go to Hell. They hate each other at first, constantly at each other's throats. But soon, Hunter finds himself bewitched at the hands of Y/N. This isn't an ordinary love-story. Something big is being planned below the surface. If Y/N and Hunter want to survive, they'll have to reinvent their ideas of themselves -- and everything they've ever known. ------ *ੈ✩‧₊˚ **FOLLOWS SHOW PLOT (somewhat), STARTS AT SEASON TWO. OCCASIONAL FILLER.** "BEWITCHED",, HUNTER X GN!READER. (CURRENTLY IN "SECRET FRIENDS" ARC.)

Y/n a young teen witch explores their new life as part of the Emperor's Coven, and along the way discovers there's, more than meets the eye. ON HIATUS 💔 ᴴᵘⁿᵗᵉʳ ˣ ᴳᴺ! ᴿᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ 𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚁𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃𝚂 𝙶𝙾 𝚃𝙾 𝙳𝙰𝙽𝙰 𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚁𝙴𝙽𝙲𝙴! 𝙸 𝙳𝙾 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙾𝚆𝙽 𝙰𝙽𝚈 𝙾𝙵 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙾𝚆𝙻 𝙷𝙾𝚄𝚂𝙴 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂!

[No smut] Y/n Strongblossom is the princen (gender neutral name for a child of royalty) of the Saccharine Isles, a small island a little ways from the titan, where the citizens of the Boiling Isles live. Your moms had a meeting with the emperor of the Boiling Isles. They had dragged you along, and you met a certain guard in gold.

(Y/n) (L/n), the dedicated pupil of a powerful witch and the head student of the beastkeeping track at Hexside, wins a witches duel and is inducted into the esteemed Emperor's Coven where her life changes. But for better? Or for worse? [The Owl House, but with swears!] Golden Guard x Reader Cover is from Bridget Underwood's Hunting Palisman promotional image She/her pronouns, but obviously, feel free to change them. Started 6/26/22 Finished 4/19/23 103,695 words

You play as (Y/N), a young witch in the Emperor's Coven who enjoys practicing magic, looking intimidating, and most importantly, annoying your least favorite-frustrating know it all-stick in the mud coworker....also known as the Golden Guard. But as you uncover forbidden secrets, you find yourself more and more in need of his support- and vice versa. Reader has no pronouns other than (Y/N), so people of all pronouns and gender identity should hopefully be able to relate :)

[Hunter X GN!Reader] Don't screw up. Don't mess up. Don't set yourself up for failure. Don't lose your head. The Obsidian Soldier picked up these tips during their time serving in the Emperor's Coven. Alongside the position they hold in the coven, they were destined to be of assistance to the coven head. To be at their beck and call. They have the honor to be their obedient servant. During their two years being a part of this rigid system, the young soldier has obtained the exact information they need to set the wheels in motion. The true colors of the emperor. And his little right hand golden prodigy. The Golden Guard. Words cannot describe how much they 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥 him. But numbers can. 0/10 ◖────── 𝄞⨾𓍢ִ໋ ──────◗ ❝I HAVE THE HONOR TO BE YOUR OBEDIENT SERVANT A DOT [SURNAME].❞ ◖────── 𝄞⨾𓍢ִ໋ ──────◗ *** This is a no beta read concept fic!!! Once I finish it and people like it enough, imma continue the rewrite April fools as the true alteration and major editing of this fic.

You are the unluckiest person in the entire universe. With the constant state of unluckiness, your glasses broke, and you were seated at the backrow of the classroom. You decide to copy the notes of your seatmate. And he... his handwriting was the definition of your chaotic life. Human realm university life. No angst. Fluff.

Wind; free, alive, shifting and adapting by nature. The Golden Guard, an aid to the authority of the emperor himself and the restriction of magic. The child of disharmony, disguising their intentions under a thick cloak of theatrics. The people behind the mask are mysterious even to themselves.

An assignment as the personal escort of the Golden Guard himself doesn't sound too shabby- especially when you've got exceptional abilities to back you up. But reading minds isn't quite as useful as everyone makes it out to be, and your new charge is as bitter and unpredictable as he is endearing. Worse yet, he seems just as incapable of figuring himself out as you are. Maybe the two of you can figure yourselves out together. Your typical 'impromptu induction into the emperor's coven' story. A self-indulgent romance between the Golden Guard and an unspecified, gender-neutral witch, for self-insert purposes (no I will NOT be using Y/N, and if you ask again you will be petrified. Peace and love.) Oh yeah, you're also a mind-reader. Guess you won't have to wonder what goes on in our beloved Goldie's head anymore. (Cover art by me)