Huntertoh Stories

(y/n) falls deeply in love with a celebrity, a stranger, the Golden Guard. But why? And how? They've never had a connection like this before. (y/n) is they/them and 15-16 Feel free to give story ideas in the comments 👉👈

Set in mid August, around a week after the end of Season 2 of the owl house. Eda's orphans and their time spent in the human realm during the summer, and the blossoming romance between Hunter, and Willow. Can shared trauma and loving looks bring these two together? (Yes. Yes it can.) 🌻💐💗 I also keep forgetting that Hunter's a grimwalker, and he doesn't actually have a heart and he's a wood boy so please don't get mad at me. Happy reading : ) -please read the authors notes- -Cover art not mine-

Hunter wasn't careful enough. Weeks after weeks of hiding Flapjack from his uncle, and he had been so careless as to leave his room wide open for the bird to be discovered. Flapjack was gone... But not for long.

Vampires left the Demon Realm years ago, before Caleb and Phillip even came. But they didn't leave by choice. When Vee meets Hellzel from whom she is her magical copy she tells Vee that she has to solve the case. And when Vee gets new powers she must (With the help of her friends) figure out this mystery. And not get murdered in the process. Ships Include: Vee X Masha Luz X Amity Eda X Raine Willow X Hunter Gus X Matt Lilith X No One Skara X Viney X Emira (Throuple) Edric X Jerbo Alador X Darius Hooty X Duolingo

The prophecy dictated so, during the times of misery and despair, a new ship will arise from among the crazy fangirls. A new ship has arrived to bless us all... Praise Huntbill and join the Huntbill revolution! Here you'll find reasons to ship the most beautiful couple in this dimension. (This fake revolution and crack ship was made by my group of friends as a joke.)

Little stories about my TOH OTP

This is a Huntbill fan fiction. I do not own Gravity Falls or The Owl House. JOIN THE HUNTBILL REVOLUTION! I'm not actually sure if anyone will read this, but if you do, help my friends and I with the revolution! RAISE A GLASS TO THE REVOLUTION! Cover art was drawn by my close friend Celine.A

Oneshots of this ship.

I approach him first, since out of everyone here we get along the best. "Hunter what did you need our help with?" "Well, I-" He begins before I caught him off. "I asked Hunter, not the Golden Guard." It takes him a moment to realize what I'm asking. When he does, I can tell he's afraid to. Before he hadn't had a choice to show me. Now he has to show all these people, some he doesn't even know. Ever so slightly, he reaches up. I can tell everyone behind me tenses, thinking he's going to attack. He grabs his mask and pulls it off his face, while also pushing off the hood of his cloak. "Better. Now continue." "Well, I need your help on a rescue mission. I would ask the coven for help, but they can't know about this. Belos can't know about this." "Who is it that needs rescuing?" He mumbles something that I don't quite catch. "What?" He grows red in the face and it spreads to his ears. He lowers his eyes to the ground and fiddles with his cloak.He repeats it quickly, but in a louder tone, only enough so I can hear. "I lost my palisman and I need you to help me get them back." ~ Hunter has lost Flapjack while on patrol. He can't get them back himself and has to recruit the help of some adversaries. Based on a comic I saw. Set after Eclipse Lake, but before Yesterday's Lie.

On a pleasant afternoon, one of Hunter's secrets comes out. Unlike most of them, it's not painful or appalling, it's just embarrassing.

Denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance. Denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance Denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance Denial, anger, bargaining, depression, acceptance, and fear. ------------------------------ Hunting is having a grand time in the human realm after his uncle died, and flapjack died, and everyone he knows probably wants him dead! But hey! That's just apart of life. ------------------------------ I posted this when it's not close to finished so I have motivation to actually finish this fic. I hope someone reads it! This a toh fic and is (probably) required to watch all of the show. Yay! Most of this will probably change and chapters will get longer, or merged, or something. The title, tags, desc, so yeah! Have fun! Or don't I don't care!

Hiiii~ this is my diary! I will update every other weekend or sometimes! it will be full of the weird, nerdy sh!+ I do. have fun, stay safe. it dangerous to go alone, take this. 🦊

EUDAEMONIA: The act of being lucky or having good welfare/happiness -- 'it turned into something bigger. somewhere in the haze got a sense I'd been betrayed' -The Great War, TS -- "You and me against the world, Goldie." -Y/N -- The Emperor's Coven is holding a competition for exceptional students among Hexside and Glandus to train with the Coven to become a young official. Y/N might be clumsy, awkward and the biggest disaster on the Boiling Isles, but they've been told they have 'potential'. So what's the harm in trying?

Takes place after the events of Hollow Mind (S2EP16) I wrote this at 3am. Hunter is probably OOC but he comforts Y/N so idc Planned for this to only be one chapter, but I might keep writing.

A spy has infiltrated the castle Hunter learns to trust a new guard How long can good things for hunter really last? My first story

If someone had told Amity a while ago that a person could get over emotional over nothing; she wouldn't have believed them. However now, She stared at the woman sitting across from her. Crying and bawling her eyes out. Out of absolute nowhere when a few minutes ago, Amity was sure they'd been getting along. The Blight had noticed the brunette sitting alone at the back of the room at the beginning of the statue making masterclass and thought that it was probably a good idea to befriend her. But now? Said brunette was sniffling and wiping her eyes. Paintbrush with the faint of yellow on its tip clutched tightly, wavering slightly as the woman's hands got shaky. Was it something she said? Did she do something wrong? Looks like Amity really needed to get her social life checked. The statue in between them both laid forgotten. " 'm sorry," the Latina sniffed out. "It's just the colour." Amity raised an eyebrow at that comment. The woman in front of her smiled weakly; "Yellow makes me cry." 'Okay,' Amity thought to herself. 'Something is definitely going on with her.' Although she'd usually give half-baked comfort words, strangely, Amity felt the dire need to comfort the sobbing woman in front of her. What's wrong with her?

Hunter asks Belos about their family. Belos, unsurprisingly enough, isn't the most reliable narrator.