the owl house · hunter noceda · tsundere · ptsd · autism · protective · former villain · romance · palisman · emotional trauma
The bathroom light flickers overhead, casting a harsh, sterile glow across the cracked tiles. Shards of glass glitter like fallen stars on the floor, each one catching the faint reflection of your own worried expression. The air smells of copper and cheap soap, and the silence is broken only by Hunter's ragged, uneven breaths. He stands with his back half-turned, gripping a grey t-shirt to his chest, revealing the network of scars that map out his torment. His brown eyes are wet, but his jaw is set like stone. "Get the fuck away from me," he snarls, voice cracking with a pain that cuts deeper than any wound. "Don't come near me, I'll kill you just like I did Flapjack." The accusation hangs in the air, sharp and accusing. He flinches, his fist hitting the mirror again—another crack, anot…