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sokkas-first-fangirl · 1 year

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Could you do something with some nice Luz and Hunter sibling fluff (I watched the last 2 episodes of toh and I’m so sad)

They're siblings, your honour 💕

"You have fire bees here!?"

"No, fire flies. And they don't set anything on fire," Luz said with a laugh. Hunter didn't look reassured. Well, she couldn't blame him; most flora and fauna in the Boiling Isles wanted you dead- or at least wanted to take a bite out of you. All the normal, non-deadly surroundings of the Human Realm utterly baffled her friends.

"I'll show you," Luz promised.

"She's telling the truth," Vee piped up. "They're actually pretty cute."

It was the perfect time of year for fire flies. When Vee told her she'd gathered the courage for a closer look a few weeks back, it gave Luz an idea: fire fly catching! A nice, quiet activity for them all to do together.

Sure enough, once it was dark out, Luz could see the little balls of light bobbing around in the garden. She gathered an armful of jars and her friends, leading them outside.

"I don't know..." Hunter hung back, looking at the bugs warily from the back porch.

"Come on, when have I ever led your astray?" Luz teased. Hunter only raised an eyebrow.

Fair enough.

"Come on," Luz repeated, holding her hand out. A few feet away, Gus was cowering as Vee happily let a fire fly land on her hand. Willow was chasing the bugs with a little too much enthusiasm and Amity seemed enthralled by them all. One even landed in her hair.

Hunter looked at their friends and took Luz's hand. Sometimes it was still odd to hold his hand without his gloves in the way.

"So we just...Catch them in a jar?" Hunter asked. He turned the jar over in his hands, as if looking for a trick.

"Yep, pretty much," Luz confirmed. "And then we let them go. But while they're in there we get a closer look and they're like little nightlights."

Hunter seemed intrigued by that. He looked at Gus, hiding behind Vee, and Willow who was scaring a few bugs away with her wild swinging.

"I, uh...I shouldn't do that, right?" he asked.

"Absolutely not. I'll show you."

With Luz's guidance, they soon had a jar full of fire flies. The little bugs glowed softly, gently flashing on and off, twinkling like stars.

"Whoa..." Hunter held the jar up close to his eyes, closely examining every little fire fly.

"They're cute, right?" Luz asked, nudging him. He nodded, not looking away, hardly even blinking.

Wolves were his clear favourite, but Luz could confidently say that fire flies had successfully won Hunter over too.

Another idea sprung to mind and she smiled. Hunter didn't like the dark, she knew that, but he insisted on powering through it. He utterly refused to leave the basement light on, insisting he didn't want to keep Gus awake with the harsh light. But maybe...

"Remind me to show you some fairy lights," she said and Hunter's head jerked towards her so quickly she thought she heard something snap.

"Fairy what?"

"They're not made from actual fairies!"

"Then why are they called that!?"

"Because-" Huh, Luz had never thought about it actually. "Because they remind people of fairies." Yeah, that sounded right.

She kind of wanted to slap that judgemental look off his face. He was lucky she was feeling so nice.

"People expect fairies to be cute here," she reminded him. Still plainly baffled, Hunter went back to staring at their jar of fire flies.

"I'll show you," she promised. "I think you'll like them."

She wasn't even sure if Hunter was still listening, but after a moment he nodded. "Okay," he said quietly.

Luz's smile grew. Hey, if Hunter was going to be staying here when this was all done, they'd need to make sure the basement was an actual comfortable bedroom for him.

Steady on there, Noceda, Luz reminded herself. But she knew her mamá had been thinking about it. Luz had been thinking about it. Even Vee, who'd been so nervous of Hunter at first, quietly asked her who'd be taking care of him when The Collector was gone, and she'd looked so worried when Luz had been forced to admit that she didn't know.

Belos had been his only family- no, screw that, Belos didn't count. Belos didn't deserve Hunter. They had their own little found family and Hunter was part of that now.

They'd have to discuss it all at some point, but not tonight. Tonight was peaceful and Luz refused to spoil it.

But she'd show Hunter some fairy lights tomorrow.

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fandom-monium · 2 years

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BFB AU - Hunter

BFB AU | BFB!Willow

Yall seem to enjoy my BFB AU and so do i!! so heres more headcanons mainly on BFB!Hunter:

Hunter can't stand baggy or oversized pants. hes a pretty tall and skinny boi so they just swallow his figure. although it's not something he realizes until his 1st year high school when Luz called him a lump of coal as he came out of his room dressed in black cargo pants. Camila Noceda scolded Luz while trying to stop Hunter from burning the article of clothing. They settled on donating it.

Contrary to pants, he LOVES oversized sweatshirts, jackets, and sweaters. They just appeal to him in some way. He can't explain it; maybe it has something to do with his obsession with capes when he was younger??

(he still loves capes. It's one of his best kept secrets)

Do not get his varsity jackets dirty. Once Luz spilled juice on the (leather) sleeve during breakfast in a rush to get to school. The next day her hair was a horrendous shade of green. She took the L.

Yellow was not his favorite color. Not at first. Before Camila adopted him, he didn't really have one, the orphanage bleak and monotone, walls of off-white, eggshell, and cream making up his early childhood.

When Camila meets Hunter, one of the first things she notices is his tattered, worn boots, too big for a toddler to be waddling around in, so the first gift she gives him as soon as she takes him home?? A pair of yellow sneakers. They're chunky, low-cut and school bus-yellow, but the second Camila helps Hunter out of the boots and into the sneakers, yellow becomes his favorite color. (And Camila his favorite person.)

He wore the shoes until he grew out of them. Now, they sit in an old shoe box in his closet.

Since then yellows become his color (aside from black ofc). His outerwear, his shoes, his accessories. He's even got gold studs, another gift from Camila after he pierced his ear (he can only wear one but she didn't think he'd chicken out half way)

A part of him regrets piercing his ear. Initially he did it to better fit in with the other kids. That's not to say he had no friends. He does, but he knows he's not the easiest to get along with, knows he's a little different than his classmates, so in his 2nd year of middle school he decides to get piercings, a trend that recently blew up. Something he can have in common with the rest of his class. But the singular black stud did little to help his situation, adding on to his bad (but sad) boy image.

He doesn't consider getting helix piercings until meeting Ed and Em, who adamantly insist he'd look "hotter" if he got more. and when he overhears a certain someone shyly admit his piercing makes him look "cute", he storms over to the Blight household, busts into Ed and Ems room, and (politely) demands they help him get more piercings.

Hunter doesn't use slang a lot. Has something to do with the militant upbringing when he was in the orphanage.

He loathes Boscha. He doesn't care if she herself has stuff to work through it's no excuse to take it out on someone as chill and sweet as (his girl) Willow.

A while after the Noceda siblings first transferred the Hexside Academy, after he finally meets Willow, the first time he witnessed Boscha picking on her it, he'd slipped himself between the two, making an excuse to pull Willow away. It was a small incident, or at least that's how Willow addressed it when he brought it up to her. Like it was normal. And it was. More than once Luz had to stop Boscha from taking things too far. He was distraught to learn this has been going on since they were little. That Willow’s learned to take this abuse. She doesn’t deserve this. No one does.

And though they dont always agree on everything, Luz and him agree on one thing: Boscha needs to be stopped.

Bonus:

#huntlow #winter #hunter toh #hunter the owl house #the owl house hunter #toh hunter #hunter the golden guard #the owl house willow park #willow park the owl house #willow park toh #toh willow park #willow park #the owl house #toh #Hunter x willow park #other hc: gus would totally wear the entire uniform to look more mature. he doesnt.#also ed and em have a crush on the same person #:D #supposedly disney canceled toh S3 so fuck you disney #toh and literally winter inspired me to start drawing again after years #so if this show is canceled disney sucks even bigger moose dong #also has anyone seen the beta designs of Hunter???#if so pls send them to me #i need them for reasons :D #ALPHA LOCK ON LOCK #ive seen so much fanart of hunter in varsity/track/bomber jackets and im here for it #but also the nerd he is hes the last to wear one of those im sorry its true 😔

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pikablob · 6 months

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Trick or Treat! :D

"So, w-what do you think...?"

"I think it looks really good," Camila noted earnestly. She didn't miss the slight quaver in the star-child's voice, looking up at her with big, arcane-red eyes, but she chose not to press that. Her newest adopted child, of several, was still getting used to family and everything else, and she knew how much they needed approval sometimes.

When the Collector didn't say anything else, one hand playing loosely in their suddenly-long hair, she went on softly. "I mean it, mijo. I think growing it out suits you."

"Well, I didn't really grow it," they replied, shifting over to sit slightly closer to her side; their smile grew. "I still don't really know how to make this form grow. But I can change stuff like this!" They ran their hand through the soft white curls, sending flecks of starlight sparkling out onto the sofa.

Camila chuckled warmly; seeing them like this, the way her kids did, the way Eda did, the way Belos or the Titans had never been able to; as just the little kid they were, made a familiar warmth settle in her chest. "So, what made you decide to change it?"

"It's kinda Luz's fault actually," the Collector admitted softly, head tilting over. "She let me read some of her witch books, cause I wanted to know what her and Amity were so obsessed with." They shifted a little, legs kicking restlessly. "And they're actually really good! I can see why Luz wanted to be like Azura, cause she's so cool, and pretty, and she cares about everyone and I..."

They paused for a second, breathing in sharply, before their voice turned down to a quiet whisper, as if what they were saying was the most important secret in their entire mortal life. "I started wishing that I was like her, too."

That gave Camila pause. She knew it was probably too early to call, to little to go on, but instincts born in the books she'd read when Luz had come out to her, instincts she'd already been right on once with her oldest child, were suddenly very awake. Still, she quietly held herself back; whoever the Collector, with their own astral ideas of self and gender, really was was up to them. All she had to do was support her child.

But the star-child wasn't done. "And then that made me think some other stuff, about what parts of Azura I really want to be like, and what I could be that I get to choose and I... I...

"I think I'm maybe like Erin? Kinda?"

Ah. Ahhh. There it was.

"Oh," Camila breathed, "well, maybe you are." She took a moment, choosing her next words carefully and watching for the Collector's reaction "Wanting to have long hair and look pretty doesn't have to mean anything, and sometimes it doesn't. But for some people, like Erin, it means a lot. Whichever way you are, it's okay."

"But I don't know which way I am," the star-child replied quickly, voice suddenly shaking. "I think... I think I like the idea of being a girl, at least sometimes, but everything I know about it comes from a couple of books! It's... Erin took ages to realise, right, but once she did, it was always kinda there? But I've been around for ages and I've never even thought about it until now."

"Well..." Camila trailed off softly, keeping her voice level as she reached for the right thing to say. "Erin grew up in a really harmful environment. The man she thought was her uncle would never have let her transition; he didn't even let her know people like her existed." She had to take another breath to steady herself, old memories of what she'd merely heard of Belos making her heart ache. "So she grew up thinking everything about her identity had to be what Belos said it was, and all the discomfort she felt with being called a boy, or using the name we don't say anymore, was just normal. That's why it took her a long time.

"For some people, it's like that. They're in a bad situation, one way or another, and they just don't have a chance to realise or be themself. But not everyone has those uncomfortable feelings; sometimes you're fine, but you'd just feel happier using different words, and if nobody ever uses those words for you, you might never realise."

"Huh," the Collector added after a moment of silence, shaking their... or her? maybe? head softly to one side. "And I guess I never really had anyone to even ask about it until Luz and King and you and Eda and... and everyone." The kid sniffled just a little, and in response Camila reached out, putting one arm around small, shaking shoulders.

"Mhmm," the woman murmured sympathetically, giving her youngest child a gentle squeeze. "There's nothing wrong with only finding yourself now, mija, or with it being sudden." The Collector tensed up at that, but in her eyes, there were only stars, that little word sinking in deep. "It's different for everyone, and that's okay. Trying to make everyone the same only hurts them."

"Yeah," the kid breathed, her own voice still shaky. For a moment she just sat there, letting it sink in, new and uncertain ground underfoot. But then she seemed to find herself, and all-at-once she launched herself at Camila's side, stardust trailing, arms wrapping tightly around the woman's warm sweater.

"Thanks, mom."

"It's alright, mjia, it's alright."

#ask pika #friends #my little sister #<3 #the owl house #toh #the collector #camila noceda #adoption #transfem #in case it's not clear erin is transfem hunter #trans collector

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ammonitetheseaserpent · 1 year

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Final chapter? FINAL CHAPTER- IT’S HAPPENIN-

Sooo yeah, we’ve reached the final chapter of Tide of Tied Minds, and… wow. I remember when I first started jotting down ideas for the first chapter in my journal, and the idea of writing the final one seemed like a world away. And now we’re finally here? Weird.

Anyhoo, I wanna thank everyone who joined me on this little ambitious undertaking, and those who’ll come to read it still. It means a lot to me that you all like like my random lil jottins. >w<

I’m glad I took this small step beyond my writing norm, too. My usual fare of writing one-shots is something I find very freeing - I can just take an idea and write a quick little thing for it, and bam. Writing this, though, felt that much more rewarding. They’re both satisfying in different ways, y’know?

I think this chapter is the one that’s changed the most throughout this. I originally had a whooole different plan on how I wanted to end this fic, but after WAD, I got a new, small idea and it grew into what you see here. I did keep the idea of having a flashback at the start, though. Also, the original title was Time Well Spent, as kind of a placeholder that looked like it would become the final title, and I was not planning to make another title a song reference after 3 and 4 - buuut as you can probably see, my inner music geek won out in the end. XD

Done with the 6 chapters of TOTM, eh? Well, I am, anyhow - for those of you clicking on this post for the first time, there’s still one more ride left…

Tide of Tied Minds

Chapter 6: The Stars Are Projectors

Summary: The Collector reflects as they prepare for their favorite human’s celebration.

Chapter Word Count: 2,578

Trigger Warnings: Discussion of death; discussion of trauma

Their powers were fading - thanks to Belos’s green goop spreading up their wrists - but they were not about to let anything happen to all the people still in the Archives.

Puppet strings snagged each jutting spike on top of the building, and the Collector put all his strength and willpower and adrenaline into keeping it upright. Some of the people in there walk into his line of sight, looking shocked, a few pointing up. He smiled down at them to tell them everything would be fine; they’d all be safe because he’d make sure of it.

Finally, the house stopped falling - just in time, too. The Collector’s strings all snapped, and all the tension sagged out of their body at once.

It had taken pretty much everything they had, but they’d done it; they’d saved the Archive House and all the people in it from collapsing into the Boiling Sea.

Cool; just gonna… rest now, for a few billion years. Maybe more, he thought as he flopped down onto a travel star.

The star floated down until it gently put the Collector down onto the front of the Archive House’s balcony, where he flopped down sprawled on his stomach, breathing heavily.

A group of Luz’s friends/classmates approached him, led by a purple-haired witch girl - Amity, their mind supplied.

He shrank away from them, expecting them to scold or punish him, to hate him for all he’d put them through.

But when that didn’t happen, they caaarefully peeked an eye open - and saw Amity offering them a hand, a small smile on her face.

Happy and relieved all over (which caused more of that weird wet stuff to well up in their eyes), they took it, and she helped them to their feet. A woman who looked like Luz walked up to the front, approaching the Collector. Her face carried a kind of warmth they’d never recognized before. “Thank you for the help, pequeño amigo.”

During their last visit to the Owl House for a short while, the Collector had spent some time getting to know the others.

Amity, the sorta sassy abomination-focused witch and Luz’s girlfriend, who treated them with an almost expert patience.

Willow, the super-strong plant witch who looked out for all her friends, whether that be through gentle caring or kicking someone’s butt with vines.

Gus, the fun-loving illusionist who could rival the Collector’s chaotic energy, and who excitedly told them all his favorite things about the human realm.

Hunter, the Grimwalker that he’d finally gotten to know as his own person, not just another one of Belos’s toys and attempts to bring back his brother.

It was a breath of fresh air; getting to kick back, make some new friends and just… be a kid for a while.

After a while, though, unwelcome thoughts and memories started to settle back in, the closer he got to the group. They initially tried to shove these to the back of their mind, wanting desperately to have as much fun as he could, and not fall back into being slammed with things he didn’t want to think about. But the more time he spent among mortals, the more reminders he’d get, until they were all-encompassed by the now-unavoidable notion.

The notion that finally made their decision for them.

They were going back to the stars.

Not permanently, of course - but there were some things he felt he could only sort out away from the Boiling Isles, and some things he was sure the people of the Isles could sort out most effectively with some space from him. There were a lot of… complicated feelings the Collector had that were tied to the place; it was where they’d been imprisoned, where they’d met and been pulled into a false friendship by Belos. He wouldn’t blame the people of the Isles if they held complicated feelings toward him in turn as, sure, being kept in the Archives had kept them from being swept up in Belos’s takeover of the Titan, buuut being turned into puppets and used as playthings was evidently not an easy thing to be put through - if the way a lot of people had regarded him with fear and still seemed wary was anything to go by. That was part of it, too; guilt over what they’d done.

But bigger than each of those things, perhaps, was the notion they’d been trying so hard to avoid this whole time - he had terrifyingly up-close knowledge that mortals could break for good, but a lot less knowledge on what it could take to break them. That scared them more than they’d probably admit, especially considering how powerful their own magic was; he could hurt someone before he even knew it. It was better, safer, he thought, to keep a distance from these new friends until he’d learned more about how to control his powers. Maybe King could also teach them more about mortals, too - after all, they could (and most definitely would) be in touch with him whenever they wanted.

Besides all that, they haven’t been to space since they were trapped, and, well… they really wanted to see it again, wanted to explore far and wide just like they used to, now that he could. Space was familiar, home-ish and comfortable in a way the Isles wasn’t quite yet. He didn’t know how long it would be until it did become that, or until he could be among his witch and human friends without feeling all jumpy that any of them could get hurt at any moment - but they did feel that those things were very much within reach.

When the Collector first told everyone he was leaving for a bit, and explained why, some people seemed worried. Luz and Eda asked him if he’d be all right on their own, and it was stressed to him that he could always come back, that they had a place here, should they need it.

Everyone said their goodbyes, and he gave Francois back to King. Just as the Collector was about to step outside, though, they were stopped by King. His Titan buddy pressed the rabbit plush into their hands; a gesture of trust, a reminder that the Owl House would always be open to them, and a way of ensuring they’d never really be alone again.

Then King pulled the Collector into a hug, whispering “I hope I see you again soon,” into their ear.

At that, they almost broke down right there, out of pure sentimental joy.

He didn’t, of course. But he came close.

During that time since they’d overrun - and then helped save - the Boiling Isles, the Collector kept in touch with their friends and family, and visited them often. They’d left the door wide open, after all, and he was more than happy to make use of that as often as he pleased inbetween their little space escapades.

This particular visit was a little bit different than usual.

Luz had told them about the upcoming celebration of her birthday - or quinceañera - during his most recent visit. According to the people they’d asked, a birthday was meant to commemorate the passing of a year in someone’s life. It never failed to fascinate the Collector how, in the face of their relatively short lives, mortals came up with all sorts of ways to celebrate and make the most value possible out of their time.

At the notion of celebrating such a meaningful event for his pal Luz, well… when he went back to exploring space that day, he miiight’ve dream-visited King and told him about something special they wanted to do for this day.

Their first trip back in space was a blast. Everything they’d missed about the place was there for him to get into all over again! He counted stars, slept in the nooks and crannies of slow-moving asteroids, and saw loads of different planets. King kept them updated whenever the mood struck him, and gladly answered any questions they had. The little exploration had lasted about a month or so before they’d decided to see the Boiling Isles in person again. He felt like he was ready to see everyone again, safely this time.

When he came back, he wasn’t sure what to expect, or how much he’d be welcomed. That almost didn’t matter when they entered the Owl House and were greeted by Eda and King like an old friend. Luz was further back in the house with her mother Camila, and gave him the same welcome when he saw her - this was also when he met her basilisk sister Vee, who was (coincidentally enough) also having her first visit to the Isles in a while.

They stayed on the Isles a long while, almost twice as long as their space trip, getting to know everyone all over again and learning what they’d been up to. He was surprised at how natural it seemed, talking to all their friends and listening to them talk with zest and zeal. He got closer to everyone; closer than he’d ever been.

The place they spent the most time, though, was at the Owl House, which pretty much became his home on the Isles. Luz, King, Eda and Raine (Ray-Ray) all helped him figure stuff out about himself and the things and people around him, and showed them things they’d never known before - like family. A long time ago, family hadn’t meant much to him. From the Archivists and their constant, annoying dismissals of their little sibling, to Belos and all the Grimwalkers he only pretended to love, but who all had no worth of their own to him as long as he could make more. This, though, was different. This felt… right, as weird as it felt to call anything in his life that. It was a strange feeling, having people who understood him. They remember how Gus told them he knew what it was like to think someone was your friend, only to find out they were just pretending in order to use your abilities for their own gain.

A few times, during their visits, he approached some residents of the Isles and offered to help with the rebuilding, partly to test how they felt around him - and while some were still kinda wary, they never protested the idea of the Collector willingly helping take back some of the damage he’d done to their home. It gave him hope, and made him realize that he’d begun to find not just friends and family, but a community. For all the differences and knotted-up feelings between them, there was one thing that inspired some solidarity among them all in general - the same guy had once had them dancing to tunes of his choice. This was something they all understood, even when it came to the Collector. He got a taste of this when Hunter told him about the things he was forced to do under Belos, and how he coped with it.

The rebuilding took a long time and was not easy, as the former ruler’s final act had dealt a looot of damage to the Isles. There was definitely a lot of deeper damage the guy had done, that wasn’t as simple as being repaired. All the same, the Collector got the sense that, given enough time, things would (eventually) be okay, especially as people were now able to put energy into doing things they enjoyed without fear or restriction. Once, at his prompting, Willow had told him about flier derby, and how it gave her a sense of freedom and fun she hadn’t had a long time before. He sensed that all over - how, even if things would never really be the same as they’d once been, people could come together and find ways around that, to be able to flourish and be free again.

One time, Luz gathered a bunch of kids around herself and Amity, and together they regaled the group of a tale they’d told the Collector briefly before - how Belos was finally defeated. The kids watched, wide-eyed, as the two recounted the moment he was ripped from the Titan’s heart and melted by boiling rain, before being stomped on and finished off for good. For all his palisman-prolonged life, death had finally caught up to him.

Death…

It’s something the Collector tries not to think about, as much as that doesn’t do to actually stop his mind from going there. It’s something they’ve seen only a few times and still don’t completely get, but they hope beyond hope to never see it again. Sometimes, on bad days, just a glimpse of the decaying bones the adult Titans were reduced to brings on memories of their hands shaking and stained with red, or grasping desperately onto an orb of light.

Just like the Isles and the people on it, there are things in his life he’ll never fully be able to heal, but they’re learning to be able to live with that.

Four years. A pretty insignificant chunk of time by his standards, and yet so much has changed.

The Collector peers down at the Archive House, resting on top of the Titan’s skull like a crown. The huge left hand that reaches up, fingers poking just above the planet’s atmosphere - almost as if in greeting to the cosmic deity, or wanting to reach out and cradle them on its palm.

Come to think of it, there was one other thing Luz had told the Collector.

At first, he didn’t get how she’d been able to fix herself, when even he couldn’t fix her. Well, not until she told them that it was the Titan - the Boiling Isles - King’s Dad - who had given her his last bit of life to bring her back from wherever she’d been (which also explained why the big guy’s glyphs weren’t working anymore).

She’d also told them that the Titan had confessed they’d made a mistake by trapping the Collector.

The Collector goes into a dive toward the outstretched hand, then spreads out his arms at the last second to slow their fall and land gently onto its clawed thumb. He reaches out one of his hands and gives their perch a little pat. “Farewell, big guy.”

Just then, small, bustling sounds catch the Collector’s attention. Leaning forward and zooming their vision in, he browses around Bonesborough until his eyes reach the Owl House - where they see a crowd milling outside, coming to greet Luz and her mother Camila with lights and a huge banner. Whoop! The Collector quickly jumps up, hovering a few paces above the thumb. The celebration’s starting, and they will not let the fun end without doing his bit.

Time to put on a show. Grinning gleefully, the Collector conjures a ball of cosmic magic and raises their arms to light up the night sky.

Once they start wrapping up their display and turn to leave, he hears a faint sound - a massive chorus of “byyyeee!” from a gathered crowd in front of the Owl House, all waving excitedly to him.

The Collector laughs, the sound tingling through their whole body and making it feel lighter, a sound of pure, hearty jubilation. He waves down to his people as he flies off. “Kthanksbyyyeee!”

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travlersjoy444 · 2 years

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Hey Lilith (Pt.8)

TOH Hunter/Golden Guard x reader

Masks and Bets part eight.

Masks and Bets (Part 1)

Masks and Beasts (Part 2)

Masked and Beat (Part 3)

Masked (and Unmasked) On the Seas (Part 4)

Cracks in a Mask (Part 5)

Revelations (Part 6)

Bad Moon Rising (Part 7)

Word count: 2k

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Hey Lilith.

I discovered something strange yesterday….something really strange that turned my world upside down. I don’t know how to paraphrase it, so I’ll just send you a transcribed copy of what I read- to summarise, I’m a grimwalker. So is the Golden Guard.

So…I’m not sure what to do. No one else here knows about this, and I’m really scared. Belos has apparently killed almost all of the previous grimwalkers, so we could be in terrible danger.

But on another note- you grew up in Bonesborough, right? Have you ever heard of the Bryonys?

I sealed the letter and dropped it off at the post office.

“(Y/N), (Y/N)!” Yelled a voice. I jumped, spinning around.

“Edric! Emira!” I exclaimed. My friends were right outside the window! I darted out of the post office to meet them.

“(Y/N)! I’ve missed you!” Em grinned, giving me a quick hug.

“You too, losers! I’m sorry I’ve been gone so much recently.” I sighed, joining them on the bench.

“Hey (Y/N), check this out-” Edric said, waving his hand. A little bat creature from the knee landed on his shoulder. “This is Batrick!”

“Cool!”

*******

I smiled. I had missed spending time with the twins- It was great to see them again.

“So, how’s the coven been?” Edric asked while Em ordered our drinks.

I sighed, drumming my fingers on the table. “Well…it’s been…uh. Rough. Definitely harder than I expected…I kind of wish I had just stayed at Hexside with you guys.”

He frowned. “What happened? You used to love your job…”

I laughed sarcastically. “That was before I discovered some…some things I’d rather forget. Some really scary things…Uh…but I’m in contact with Lilith, as well as some other trustworthy adults, so I’m hoping I’ll manage to get out of there soon.”

Ed stared at me wide eyed.

“Uh…so how’ve you been?” I smiled.

“Are you okay?!”

I shrugged. “I’ll survive. I promise, okay?” I held out my pinky childishly. He gave a half-hearted smile and shook on it.

“You’d better keep that promise, (L/N).” He said seriously, before switching to a cheerier tone. “…I’ve been teaching myself beastkeeping magic lately. It’s been pretty fun.” He smiled.

“Ooh, and I’ve learned a few healing spells.” Em said, sliding into her chair, drinks in tow. “What’re we talking about?”

“Multitracks? That’s awesome, guys!” I grinned.

Ed blushed. “Well…they’re just hobbies, really. I can’t imagine pursuing beastkeeping at Hexside…”

I frowned. “Isn’t Luz doing multitracks?”

Em raised an eyebrow. “Amity’s girlfriend? Well, yeah, she’s doing multitracks, but she’s a human.”

“And plus…She’s not a Blight. Yet.” Ed sighed, taking a sip of his apple blood.

“But if you multitrack, you’ll get to do stuff like this!” I argued, casting an illusion and an abomination at the same time.

“Well yeah, but we’d be doing wild magic.” Em frowned. “Disappointing the Titan or whatever….”

“But you’d get to be free! Like Eda the Owl Lady!”

“Says the leader of the Emperor’s Coven.” Emira teased, messing with my hair.

I caught her hand, staring into her eyes seriously. “Exactly. I know what covens are like, Em. Trust me….it is not a pleasant experience.”

She stared back, wide eyed.

I swallowed. “I’m sorry for snapping, Em. But you’re sixteen and nearly ready for coven initiation….I trust you, but please. Please don’t do what I did. I would be petrified if Belos knew that I’m telling you this, but I have first-hand experience: The man is evil, and I wouldn’t recommend trusting his system.”

*******

I returned to the castle by dusk, trying to get to the kitchen unbothered.

But as I passed the throne room, I heard voices. They were muffled, but one of them sounded angry- Oh, it was Belos. (Of course it was)

Not my problem, I decided. Not tonight.

So I kept walking.

I would regret that later.

I liked going to the kitchen. The dining hall was always crowded, and while the food was okay, I wasn’t sure how much I trusted it to not have memory obliviating potions akin to Terra’s tea. So I preferred to stick to the kitchen, where I could just make my own food.

Raine Whispers had beat me to the kitchen.

“Looks like I’m not the only one with this plan tonight,” I said, smiling lightly.

They shrugged. “Guess not.”

“Thank you, by the way.” I said, walking past them towards the bread.

“For what?” They frowned.

“You know…messing up Terra’s memory potion. Letting me keep my memories.”

“Of course. Um…Out of curiosity, may I ask what happened?”

I shook my head. “A….weird thing happened. Um…I don’t think that was the first time

I was sent to tea with Terra. But…let’s just say I found something about my past. Something Belos doesn’t want me to know….um. Speaking of which, do you…remember anyone from your time in Bonesborough? Anyone…who looked like me?”

Raine tilted their head thoughtfully. “Yeah, actually. I had a friend at Hexside who looked a lot like you- are you related to the Bryonys?”

“Yes! That’s what I found out that Belos didn’t want me to know- that I’m related to the Bryonys!”

They nodded, eyes widening. “Weird! Nico Bryony was always a fairly normal witch….I wonder why Belos didn’t want you to know about him…”

“What were they like?” I asked excitedly.

“Well…he was really cool, didn’t talk much- Unless he was with Eda or Lilith. I don’t think Lilith liked him much at first, but by the time I started attending Hexside, they had grown pretty close. I always liked him- he was creative, and always had a witty comeback prepared. Never got to know him super well though…” Their eyes glazed over, as though remembering something. They shook their head, a shadow appearing on their face. “But then came the first disappearance. When he returned…well, Nico had always been firmly against covens, but when he reappeared, he was working as the old Golden Guard’s right hand man. He disappeared again for a final time not long before you were born…” Rain swallowed, looking uncomfortable. “His guardians disappeared pretty soon after he did, and the Bryonys just…vanished.”

Shoot…I pursed my lips. “Woah….heavy.”

Raine nodded, still frowning. “Yeah….”

I swallowed, trying to break the tension in the room. “Do you think there’s any way for them to have…y’know, survived?”

Raine shrugged. “Well, I guess anything is possible.” They answered unconvincingly.

I nodded. “Well. Thanks for telling me, Mx. Whispers. I…I’ll ask Lilith for more details later, I guess.”

*******

I slipped back upstairs with a small loaf of bread- it wasn’t much, but I wasn’t in the mood for anything else. I shoved my door open-

There was a silhouette sitting on my bed.

“Hey...” It rasped, sitting up.

“Titan!” I yelped, dropping my bread as I tried to flick the lightswitch on. “Warn me next time you hang out in my dark empty room, Hunter!”

“Oh- Sorry! Sorry…” He coughed- his voice was scratchier than usual, as though he had a cold. “I- uh. I didn’t mean to disturb you, but…” He sighed. “I didn’t know where else to go.”

As my eyes adjusted to the brightness, I took in his appearance. He was holding his hand to the side of his neck, as though he was covering something.

I set my bread down on the table, and sat next to him on the bed. “What do you mean?”

He swallowed, not meeting my eyes. “I just…well, I’m not allowed to go to the infirmary- I’m supposed to be able to take a bit of pain, you know? But ah….it really hurts…and you’re the only one who I know will help me-”

“Hunter….what happened.”

“Belos. I disobeyed him, so. You know how it goes.”

Shit.

I gently pried his hand off his neck, revealing a bloody gash.

“Thorns, Goldie. That’s…pretty bad.” And probably why his voice sounds so weird.

He blushed, shaking his head. “Well- can you fix it or not?”

“Of course.” I nodded. “It’ll just take a quick spell- There’s a lot of blood, but the cut isn’t too deep. It’ll likely heal quick, but take a lot of energy out of you- so get some sleep after this, yeah? .”

He nodded. “...Thanks. I…thanks.”

“Of course.” I said, conjuring some bandage as I worked on the healing spell. “You know I’m always here for you, you dork.”

He smiled, rolling his eyes. “Likewise. I…I really appreciate you, you know? Like…we didn’t get along at first, but you’re….less annoying then you used to be.”

“And you’re more fun, Blondie.” I grinned, waving away all the blood.

Hunter shrugged, trying to help clean his wound. “You know, I think following the rules can actually be fun?”

I scoffed. “Some rules, sure- but don’t you think the Isles could benefit from expanding our magic usage?”

Hunter frowned, fidgeting with his gloves. “I guess.”

I felt a pang of guilt as I remembered Hunter��s inability to do magic. If the isles were to use more magic, then…well, he would likely be even worse off than he already was.

“But wild magic is dangerous. Look at the Owl Lady- wild magic caused that.” He argued.

“I suppose…” All magic can be used for good or bad, regardless of how tame.

Hunter sighed. “(Y/N)...wild magic killed my family. It…isn’t a fact I really like to throw around, but I saw you as Cinder, I saw you with Luz…” He paused, shaking his head. “I don’t want to lose you. So please…don’t use wild magic. I need you to be safe.”

I held his hand. “You won’t lose me. I promise.” After all, our fates were entwined….

Oh…how would I tell him about the book…

“Good.” He nodded, smiling, and I chose to temporarily take my mind off of the dilemma.

There was a knock on the window. I jumped, and swung it open.

“Flapjack?! I told you to stay in my room!” Hunter exclaimed, blushing as the palisman fluttered in.

“You named it?!” I grinned, petting the little bird.

Hunter somehow turned a darker shade of red, rivaling that of his palisman. “He kinda named himself. I don’t know what a flapjack is though- Belos said it was like a pancake, which would be helpful….if I knew what a pancake was. I uh…don’t think this palisman is dangerous, though. Admittedly.”

“Cool! He’s so cute!”

“Isn’t he?” Hunter laughed, stroking the bird’s palistrom feathers. He paused to yawn.

“Oh…the healing potion is taking effect.” I noted. “You should probably head to your room- sleep is, of course, incredibly important for healing.”

He nodded. “Okay. Well…see you tomorrow then, yeah?”

“Of course. Now go rest, or I’ll sic your bird on you!” I grinned, patting Flapjack’s head.

He smiled, slipping the bird back into his cloak. “Goodnight, (Y/N). And…thank you.”

*******

I was awoken by an infernal knocking sound.

“Ugh….It’s too early for sparring, Steve. Go back to slee-”

“(Y/N)!”

I jolted upwards, staring at the source of the sound. The window.

“Show yourself!” I hissed, raising my fists.

The window creaked open, revealing a dark silhouette.

I stepped back, heart racing.

“It’s me!” The person hopped into my room, throwing their arms around me. I stiffened, before recognizing their voice.

“...Lilith?” I murmured, turning on the light.

In the light, I saw that Lilith had changed a bit since I last saw her. One of her eyes was grey, there was a streak of grey in her previously jet black hair, and her outfit was a bit less sleek and commanding…but it was Lilith all the same!

“Lilith!” I grinned, running towards her. “What the Titan are you doing here?!”

Lilith’s expression grew more serious. “Saving you.”

*******

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Day One of Goldenlight Week, my very first time attempting something like this. Technically a day late but I was really busy so didn't have time yesterday to write. But making up for it now. The prompt is "Wild Magic".

Luz and Hunter have finally had it with their daughter. Needing a brake for just a few moments from the tiny never tiring ball of chaotic energy, the two decide to teach six year old Rory some magic to keep her calm and occupied. They figure the Light Glyph could do the less amount of damage at the little girl's finger tips…..

(Note that for this scenario Hunter is 28 and Luz is 26.)

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Hazel grew ten times their sizes into large plates as the child stared up at her parents. She'd been wanting to learn magic, real magic, for forever by now and none fascinated her more then the kind her parents used. Sure Adalaide was crazy over all things that had to do with cards, crystal balls and leafs while her friend Briar was a natural at both his mother's magics already, but nothing beat the so-called Wild Magic her parents wielded in the mind of the ombre haired little girl. Wrapping her little arms around Bailey's blue furred scruff, "Magic? You'll teach me how to use Bailey Papi!?", Rory asked excited.

Hunter raised a hand scratching the back of his head looking a bit nervous, "Um no sorry Pancake, you're still too young to learn how to use a staff. You'll have to wait until you're older for a Palismen or staff training."

The child deflated at once. Her arms went loose enough around the Wolf Palismen for him to wriggle from the little Noceda's arms and shake out his blue-grey fur.

Seeing the six year old's distraught look brought a softened expression to the blonde's face. Taking a step forward, Hunter took a knee in front of her before placing a gentle hand on Rory's shoulder accompanied by a smile. "Hey. Don't look like that, you'll have a Palismen just like Bailey before you know it. Until you're ready how about I help you with you're carving skills?"

Rory looked up at her father, "Can I carve the next Palismen you make?"

"How about we start by you watching me first? Thats how I learned from Granny Eda.", the blonde said moving his hand to ruffle the girl's hair earning a nod and a high pitched giggle of agreement.

"In the mean time-"

Both Rory and Hunter turned to look at a grining Luz watching them.

"-Why don't we try some Wild Magic that you can work on now? Something liiiiike~", the Human Witch reached up into her hair removing from curly long brunette locks a small pad of paper and a pencil. Joining her family, Luz took a seat beside Hunter setting the pad down before taking the pencil to it. "This is called a Glyph.", she explained as she worked, "They are what Mami, Papi, Granny Eda and Grandaunt Lilith use to cast magic though Papi tends to use Bailey most of the time. It's like a magical picture that casts a spell when its touched. This one is the first one I learned when I came to the Isles." Setting the pencil down, the women pushed the drawing towards her daughter revealing what almost looked like a flying bird in the middle of a circle.

The ombre haired child looked hooked. "What spell is it?", she asked the pair of adults.

The couple looked at each other both grinning before Luz held out her hand expectantly, a hand which Hunter took question free. Together the two adults looked down at the odd symbol which Luz had drawn resting their locked hands together on top of it before slowly withdrawing them. Their touch causing the symbol to glow bright yellow as the piece of paper crinkled inwards on itself to form a softly glowing orb hoovering between them and their daughter.

"Pretty....", said Rory taken by the floating orb enough to reach out hesitantly and poke at it with cautious wonder.

#lunter #goldenlightweek2022 #goldenlight

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The Owl House Effect

(SPOILERS AHEAD FOR ANYONE WHO HAS NOT WATCHED THE FINALE FULLY YET!)

The Owl House finale premiered on April 9, 2023 on Disney Channel and Disney Channel’s YouTube channel, officially bringing the beloved animation to a close. Titled “Watching and Dreaming”, the creators (and the characters) bid farewell to fans with a heartwarming ending. We all definitely sobbed at the end.

In the finale, we got answers to the Collector’s past, revealing that they’re just a kid who was sent down to the Boiling Isles by their brothers and befriended Titans, but once the race began dying, the Collector was then seen as an enemy, but it was all just a big misunderstanding. Luz, who reunites with Eda and King, helps the Collector understand how to be kind and make friends. Belos, who continued to posess Raine (who eventually broke out of their trance and got Belos out of them), tries to stop Belos from possessing a giant TITAN’S HEART, but it’s too late. Once Belos takes over the Titan, the Boiling Isles starts to become covered by him. Amity, Gus, Willow, Hunter, and Camila eventually get themselves out of their puppet trances and work to stop whatever Belos was doing to the Isles from spreading, and with Luz nearly dying and meeting the Titan-King’s dad-himself, she gets powerful magic flowing inside her, leading her to beat Belos for good. As years pass, the Boiling Isles has rebuilt itself, and before Luz heads off to the University of Wild Magic, everyone spends a good time together to celebrate Luz’s very late quinceañera.

Back in 2020, fans were introduced to the magical and haunting world of the Boiling Isles, following a young teenage Latina protagonist and human, Luz Noceda. Meeting Eda Clawthorne, the Owl Lady, and living in the Owl House with her, Luz learns many things along the journey-how to perform magic with glyphs, how to maintain her friendships, and discovering who she wants to truly be. The show was a success to many fans, as the characters were completely relatable and worthy of admiration.

When Season 3 was getting announced, fans were pissed to the bone when it was discovered that Season 3 was only going to be 3 episodes, cutting off so many details that could have been further explored if a whole season was done (giving a big side eye to you, Disney). The show’s creator, Dana Terrace, continued to let fans know that all their love is appreciated, and fans promoted the show as much as they could, making fanart, writing fanfics, and so much more.

As the years pass, many of the characters get new looks, but are still the same people. Vee got a nose ring, Willow cut her hair shorter, Eda grew her hair out again, Gus got a new hair look (and I love it!), and King got a bit taller. Since he’s a Titan, there’s a long way of growing for this little guy.

Also, Hunter has a new palisman, and it’s named Waffles! How adorable is that! I love how Willow and Hunter made a grave for Flapjack, *sobs harder*.

There are many theories that surrounded the show, and the number drastically increased when it came to the short Season 3. Fans began to think about the story surrounding Caleb Wittebane, Belo’s (Phillip’s) brother, and a witch named Evelyn. Fans believe that she was a Clawthorne like Eda and Lillith (and King, even though he is adopted), and there are clues that match every character’s design, as fans continue to try and connect the dots. We only know the story Masha had told the crew during “Thanks to Them”, but there was certainly more to be discovered. Regarding the theory that the entire show was just a dream Luz was having, we’re thankful that this was truly all real.

This was also a good ending for all Lumity and Huntlow shippers. We got to see Amity and Luz share a kiss, and another on the cheek towards the ending, and we love to see the representation. Hunter and Willow meet and hold hands, which implies that they are most likely together now (hopefully).

As a bisexual myself, I admired the representation this show gave to all the LGBTQ+ fans out there. When Luz came out to her mom, I was so proud of her. Many unfortunately do not have that much support that Camila gave Luz, but this show is there for LGBTQ+ fans to be welcome and appreciated.

Now, fans will continue to display The Owl House in their own ways on social media and everywhere else, letting the show live on. It’s crazy how the show is officially over, but it is never over in our hearts. Keep on rewatching it as many times as you want, and show others that The Owl House was worthy of it’s success!

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random-dragon-exe · 1 year

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Ooh, I gotta say, I love everybody's glow up.

Let's start with Willow and Hunter.

Hunter looks pretty much the same just slightly more mature/older. Nothing that much but I'm glad he's finally getting sleep though.

Willow is so buff now, good for her grudgby must be doing things to her! Also, I love her little leafed head peice she has, so cute!

Also, I love the animation in their slide down the hill, so smooth!

Next is Gus.

First, damnn, Gus grew his hair out and it looks great on him. Honestly, he has the best drip. (BTW Gus has my favorite glowup besides Amity).

I love that he still has Adrian Graye's illusion amplifier earring, nice detail.

His hair stubble on his chin too. Nice detail.

And now the boi wears glasses!? Nice.

Next is Amity.

What can I say except dang, she looks fine!

Her hairstyle, her hair piece, her dress looks gorgeous!

Love that she kept her earrings!

(My 2nd fave glow up)

And finally Luz.

I love it, she looks older/mature. She has Amity's necklace and she's wearing the beta striped shirt.

She has her brow still scratched.

She kept her earrings and has a snake on her outer shirt vest thing.

One detail I love is that they all got a flapjack tattoo. They're unified.

I love all of this.

#random fandom stuff #the owl house season 3 #fandom spoilers #toh spoilers #the owl house #luz noceda #willow park #augustus porter #gus porter #hunter toh #hunter deamonne #amity blight #the owl house season finale #watching and dreaming #analysations #sort of

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huh, i don't understand why everyone thinks the timeskip is several months long when it has been probably one month at most. the show starts with luz being sent off to summer camp, probably at the very beginning of july or maybe even late june. furthermore we know that reaching out happens on august 22nd, so the day of unity was most likely in september. we're having a halloween special too, so it's OCTOBER...

and it's not unusual for certain design changes to happen in such "short" amount of time. amity's hair could've easily gotten those few inches during that time (hell, during s2 finale luz's hair suddenly was long enough for a ponytail and it wasn't questioned much). and camila's graying hair? girl she's been dealing with a pack of lost traumatized teens i think it's reasonable to assume she was under a LOT of stress

Thinking about this show's timeline gives me a headache because its so vague and hard to make sense of that I feel like it is in our best interest to stop thinking about it too hard because I don't believe the crew is really keeping track of it.

I have such a hard time believing everything that happened in those two seasons was only like 3-4 months. It's just too wild to think about. In episode 1, Camila said Summer Camp would be 3 months long. Vee was home with Camila by Keeping Up Affearances and with the "You always know what to do." line, it's implied that this new Luz has been around for a while. This was season 2A.

I always figured (though I have NO evidence to back it up, except for the Camp line) that the three months Luz should have spent in Summer Camp was roughly the duration of season 1. Meanwhile season 2 is like anywhere from 4-6 months. But then Reaching Out happened and it was suddenly only August 22nd and I'm pretty sure Luz says something along the lines of this being the first anniversary without her mom so it has only been 4 months at most, which seems so wrong and unnatural to me that ALL of this shit happened in such a short amount of time. See THIS is why it gives me a headache. Time isn't real.

(I like to believe time passes way slower in the Demon Realm. For the sake of my own sanity.)

Anyway it's definitely gonna be Halloween at some point in the special but that's not to say for certain that there won't be a timeskip. There is no way I can believe that Amity's hair grew THAT MUCH in 30 days. There is no way. So I'm thinking it will be like. The first third of the special takes place fairly recently into Luz and the other's predicament (in October) and then it skips ahead a little for the rest of it.

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Hiii could i please get a Easy company ship? (romantic and platonic) btw i love your work!!!

I’m a female (she/her) I am energetic, i have big heart, i’m funny I love to chill and listen to music. I have a little bit of a short temper, i’m stubborn, but i’m very loyal and stick up for the people i love, I can be a little emotional at times, i love to cook, i’m a dog lover, and i’m competitive and passionate. I Make up my own rules. i love scary movies. I’m a bit of a germaphobe and maybe little ocd. i’m very short, (5.0) I have brown eyes, wavy light brown hair, big lips, freckles, button nose, and an olive skin tone. I have high standards, i’m sympathetic, i’m an INTP, My hogwarts house is Hufflepuff ( even though i tried to be a slytherin so bad 😭) My love language is physical touch and acts of service, I grew up with brothers so i love watching sports and playing them. I’m a sagittarius, I like to play the piano, and read and write in my free time. and In the summers I love to fish and swim at my boathouse. And springtime is my favorite season.

Hi, thank you for your request, I had so much fun writing this!!! <3

I ship you with… Joe Toye!!

Let me start by saying how underrated Joe Toye is. Like if we’re being real here he’s super fucking attractive, tall, a little rough around the edges, doesn’t come across as a dick at all in any kinda situation.

let’s say if you’re all in camp Toccoa, training in whatever you want or let’s say you just live around there- Joe Toye would be the girl that everybody fancied. Literally they’d be giggling and gazing at him at he did PT.

Would probs not notice this at first- somebody like Bill nudges him and points it out. He smirks omg- but then gets back to what he’s doing a little awkwardly cos I feel like he could be the smallest bit shy??? Honestly who isn’t.

maybe Toye spots you when you and your friends are messing around, you could be having a competition of some sort in the pub in England, and Joe hears you before he sees you. You’re laughing away, getting a little too into the game and he finds himself smiling like a weirdo as his eyes are transfixed on you.

would stop mid conversation because he gets thrown off at how beautiful you are and that happens throughout the relationship.

The first thing he notices is your hair and your stunning features, he’s always been a sucker for girls with freckles and when you guys have conversations, he stares at your lips.

He doesn’t do this on purpose- but literally can’t help it, it’s one thing that really makes you fancy him cos I feel like it would just be so attractive and flirtatious skksiciwokdkfoek.

you’d walk past and his head would follow without gawping, but he realised how short you were and was stunned. Somebody shorter than Perconte?? Wtf.

I feel like he’d approach you after this, I think a lot of the boys would and Joe senses competition and butts in their first. He’d be sweet and charming with his raspy voice, you’d find his short temper funny and when he heard your laughter he could never take anything too seriously.

see’s you outside protecting your friend from some asshole outside and immediately goes into protective mode. See’s how well you can handle it and how truly passionate you are about those around him- this really sends him into overdrive.

I think it would take Toye some time to fall in love/ make things serious. That doesn’t mean he doesn’t know that he loves you, he just wants to draw out this exciting part of his life for as long as possible.

one of your first dates you go to watch a scary movie at the cinema and he’s the one jumping every ten minutes- growing agitated because Luz DEFFO crashes this.

I feel like compared to your more intuitive thinking, he makes more rash and spontaneous decisions. He’s the one probably coming up with date ideas and loves it when you wrap your hand around his arms.

he’d be so muscular and yum omg all the girls would be jealous of you and all the guys would be jealous of him cos what a beautiful couple.

as for your stat signs, Joe’s a Pisces, so just from a little research I can see you guys are in for a long lasting relationship that’s an ‘emotional rollercoaster’. Well when you’re said you can be emotional I thought this linked. Joe’s emotions are something harder to understand, sadness and any negative feeling would convert into anger. This could be a source of arguments for the two of you- but nothing too bad.

In arguments Joe would get all heated and his heart would beat a million miles an hour, deffo has some kinda phobia of losing you, and the war doesn’t make this any easier.

relating back to your compatibility the more you probably communicate with Joe the more you understand things about each other, eg how you handle situations- this makes things a wholeeeee lot easier.

super important after the war when you see him for the first time, he’s so fucking nervous it’s unreal and doesn’t feel good enough for you. I think you’d be super good at talking him out of this mindset and providing the reassurance he needs.

Can be insecure after the war, but this never ever converts into him being controlling or unnecessarily mean.

I feel like Joe wouldn’t have grown up fishing and swimming as often as you (I could be wrong but it fits the narrative lol) so when you first live together and show him all these activities he finds them so exciting no matter how grumpy he might seem.

gets sunburnt on the boat and doesn’t catch a single fish the first time you two go out.

you’re the one rubbing aloe Vera all over him as he complains about how stupid it all was. He deffo takes you back for a redo weeks later because he’s scared he’s ruined it for you.

You’d just be a super fucking cool couple, there’d be so much depth and enjoyment to your relationship, I feel like the flirting would never stop. The two of you have a real spark that everybody can see.

also if you want a dog, don’t tell him just turn up with one or two and force him to be open minded about pets cos I feel like he’d hate the thought of having one until he actually gets one lmao.

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I ship you platonically with… George Luz!

George would deffo annoy both you and Toye until he forces a friendship onto you.

he is irresistible tho you can’t deny it so I feel like you’d find yourself laughing along with whatever story he was saying and Joe would somewhat death glare you because you’re in the middle of making out- George don’t cock block me pls!

would tell Joe off if he ever upsets you.

would steal you candy bars, definitely and then throw them at your head.

I don’t think George would be a very huggy friend? I think he’d feel like he was overstepping boundaries and he’d make it clear to everybody especially Toye that he had the most respect for your relationship.

your friendship probably gets more serious when at war, there’s always a hint of playfulness there but the two of you can always tell when the other is just feeling down by looking at the other person.

george would laugh if something like a cute animal made you cry.

George would probably cry if you cried out of sadness.

#Joe toye x reader #Band of brothers ships #George Luz x reader

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If there was one thing Amity Blight was, it was competitive.

She wouldn't even notice it most of the time, since being raised as a member of the Blight family came with the ongoing pressure of always excelling and being the best, no matter the cost— A trait the old Amity knew far too well.

And despite trying her best to fight this peculiar trait, it was something she came face-to-face with when Luz had invited her to be her partner in a snowman building contest.

Greetings dear witchlings, and welcome back to my little corner of the internet! 👋

Today I bring you my first Lumity fic (which is honestly a surprise considering how much I love this show), and it was created as a little Secret Santa gift for Piglet~

They gave me the prompt of Lumity building a snowman, and this was the first thing that popped into my head since I love the Blight family trauma so much and will explore it any chance I get— but this is supposed to be happy so it's only touched upon very briefly 🤭

If there was one thing Amity Blight was, it was competitive.

As the young witch finally started standing up to her mother and growing to be her own person, she'd tried getting rid of the traits that made her the unlikable bully she used to be, and most of them were relatively easy, since they mostly involved not being mean or feeling superior to others around her.

But of course, not everything could disappear with the flick of a wrist and start as a blank slate. Amity grew up under the constant control of her every move, and as such many traits would continue to linger, especially her need to come out on top.

This was something she came face-to-face with when Luz had invited her to be her partner in a snowman building contest.

After spending a few months in the Human Realm, Amity and her other witchling companions had somewhat gotten used to the strange customs humans had, along with their traditions and ways of handling things without magic. And even though they were still in a constant mindset of finding a way to open a portal door back home, Luz also wanted to make everyone feel welcome by showing them what this realm had to offer.

And among these many things, was the snowy winter season!

The youngest Blight wasn't very experienced with snow, since she and her family would rarely visit The Knee unless it was for training thanks to its ideal rigorous climate.

Which was why when Luz had asked Amity if she'd be interested in partaking in a snowman contest, she wasn't quite sure how to react. But she'd do almost anything for her adorable girlfriend, so it wasn't like she had much of a choice in the matter.

“Alrighty! Here we are!”

Speaking of the human, the girl's voice brought Amity back to reality as they indeed had arrived at a different location that she hadn't been to before. It appeared to be a park, but one could hardly tell due to the layers of snow covering almost every inch of the ground.

Her suspicions were confirmed once she saw the entrance sign that read ‘Gravesfield Community Park’, along with a smaller banner on the side that said ’Snowman Building Contest Today!’.

Turning to look at her girlfriend, Amity wrapped her arms around herself to try and preserve some heat from the jacket she was wearing. “So, this contest happens every year?”

Luz had quickly run off to meet with a coordinator and grab a flier, but soon returned to give Amity a warm smile as she nodded. “Yeah, pretty much! My parents and I used to do these every year, but eventually stopped when there wasn't enough time to participate. But they're actually super fun! Check it out!”

The brunette handed Amity the flier she had grabbed earlier, and the purple haired girl flipped through it to see its contents. It mostly had the rules of the event and criteria in which the snowmen would be graded: originality, creativity and structural endurance. But it also included some cute pictures of past winners with their very impressive looking snowmen. To say she was starting to feel a tiny hint of pressure would be an understatement.

“The winner gets free tickets to the movies, and it just so happens that the new Azura film is about to hit theaters and two seats have our names on them~” Luz rambled enthusiastically for a moment, then turning to face the other girl with a wink and accompanying smirk.

A small blush spread across Amity's cheeks at the statement, causing her to giggle slightly. “Well that's certainly a good incentive, I'll give you that. If all we have to do is build a snowman, this should be really easy!”

Luz's eyebrows furrowed slightly at that statement, causing her to move closer to the other girl so she could be heard clearly. “Don't underestimate these people, Blight. Lots of talented folks come here every year, so we gotta be creative with our ideas if we wanna make something fun for the judges…”

After Luz said that, Amity knew she had to come clean in some way, at least so that her girlfriend was aware of what she was getting herself into. “Actually um… Luz? The thing is I… I've never actually built a snowman before…”

The brunette's eyes widened. “Wait, you haven't?! Everyone's built a snowman at least once in their lives!”

Turning to the floor as she played with the scarf around her neck, Amity nodded once more. “I know… I'm sorry if I won't be of much help in this…”

Realizing the effect her words had on her, Luz immediately went to grab the witch's gloved hands and intertwined them with her own. She also gave her one of those smiles that made Amity feel like she was the only person in the world that mattered, and the way it warmed her chest everytime was magic in itself. “Oh, Amity. That's not what I meant! I was just surprised, that's all! It's alright if this is your first time, I'm actually happy we get to do it together! It's just for fun anyway, right?”

The witch merely smiled shyly as she stared at the girl she loved. “Right. For fun.”

Satisfied with the given answer, Luz leaned in and gave the other girl a quick peck on the cheek and immediately changed gears into snowman making once more. “So, for originality we need something unique, but not too difficult to make in such a short time. That kinda knocks out anything Azura related off the table…”

Amity began thinking as well, until a strange yet possibly interesting idea popped into her head. “What if… we made a Hooty snowman?”

Luz's eyes quickly widened and a grin spread across her face. “Wait, that's actually perfect! We could tell the judges it's just a random owl, but with his unique features, we can turn him into something cool-looking!”

“He'd definitely feel honored.” Amity added as she pictured the strange demon bird tube, dancing at the prospect of being a model of any kind. Based on Luz's laughter, she must have imagined the same thing.

“Alright, Snowman Hooty it is! Since this is your first time, how about once we start you go look for the decorations while I start forming the snow body? We'd basically need things like stones for the eyes and acorns for the mouth.” Luz explained the things Amity would have to look for once the horn decided to go off, which based on the clock and the schedule on flier they received, it would be very soon.

The couple decided to go to the starting line and wait there, until eventually the time came for the contest to begin.

They stayed still until the horn went off, indicating the start of the event. Amity did as she was instructed and quickly headed for the forest area that was next to the main park, searching for materials to help decorate their snow demon.

Eventually, the youngest Blight stumbled upon a pair of very smooth rocks, along with a strange acorn that had somehow been split in two giving it the resemblance of a beak. Extra things such as twigs were also collected and brought back to the piles of snow.

Luz was occupying herself as she scooped multiple balls of snow and began piling them together until she formed her base, all the while her tiny tongue sticking out in concentration, which Amity always found incredibly endearing.

After a few minutes, the Hooty snowman pile was ready for decorating, and Amity brought together the small collection of nick knacks she found in the forest. That's when the witchling decided to turn and look at the other contestants, some who had already completed their snowmen with time to spare.

“Those look impressive…” Amity couldn't help but stare at the snow creations around her, with everything from cats to birds to even people! It all brought a strange uneasy feeling to the girl's stomach.

Sure, their idea was original, but would other humans really understand the appeal?

It was far too late to change their concept, so all the purple haired girl could do was make sure that their creation turned out even more creative and durable than anyone else's. Perhaps, a tiny hint of magic would do the trick. There was technically no rule against using it, after all.

Whenever Luz turned around to grab more decorations from their pile, Amity would begin summoning dabbles of abomination goo to stick behind the pieces, almost like some strange purple glue.

“Aaaand we're practically done! Care to do the honors?” Luz pulled away from the Hooty lookalike with a proud smile gracing her lips, and quickly turned to her girlfriend as she held the acorn beak towards her.

“Absolutely.” Amity returned the smile as she reached for the final piece. Aiming for the center, the girl stuck the cracked acorn in the fluffy snowball and pulled back to take it all in. It was perfect. Or at least it was, for a moment.

“Um, Amity? Why is there abomination goo coming from Hooty's booty?” Luz stared in confusion and pointed at the bottom of their snow creation, which indeed had purple goo spreading in all directions. After that, more began leaking from all sorts of places, causing the creature to fall apart and Luz to yelp in surprise. “Woah!”

“Oh no, no, no!” The witch tried using her magic to stop the goo from becoming a slippery mess, but it was too late. The snow had separated and splattered across the floor, leaving nothing but rocks and twigs in its wake.

Amity quickly knelt to the ground and started trying to salvage anything she could, even though she knew it was hopeless. “Oh Luz, I'm so sorry! We're going to lose because of me! I-I'm sure we can still save it!”

The brunette's eyes widened slightly and she immediately knelt beside her girlfriend and held onto her hands, halting her movements. “Batata, it's okay, really! Calm down, can you do that for me? Have a little breather?”

Amity hadn't even noticed how her breathing had become labored and constricted, the same it would get whenever she'd be anxious from not meeting her mother's expectations. This was far worse though— she had failed her loved one's expectations, and that hurt far more than anything else could.

For Luz's sake however, the witch tried taking deep breaths just like Willow had taught her, focusing on the warmth of the other girl's hands as well as the gentle jolly laughter of the others around them.

It took a moment, but Amity started to calm down and merely stared at the piles of snow that lay beneath her. She couldn't stop the sigh from escaping her lips. “I'm alright now… sorry for making you worry.”

“Stop apologizing, it's okay. I just want you to be okay.” Luz smiled gently beside her, still not letting go of her hand even as she shifted her body weight to sit more comfortably next to the other girl. “But… What happened? Why did you decide to use magic like that?”

Amity averted her gaze to stare at their intertwined hands instead, her eyebrows furrowing in thought. “I… saw that we were falling behind, so I figured a bit of magic could help us get the boost we needed! You also looked so excited about winning those tickets and watching the Azura movie together, so I really wanted to win… for you.”

Luz stared back at Amity with an expression that was hinted with a smidge of guilt. “Oh Amity… I'm so sorry I made you feel that way. I could care less if we win or not! I just wanted to have a good time with my girlfriend…” The brunette turned to the side slightly, a gloomy expression painting her features. “With all the crazy stuff that's happened these past few months, I thought you deserved a nice thing for a change…”

“What are you talking about? I've been able to learn so much about the Human Realm thanks to you, and being here together has made it even better!“ This time Amity replied with conviction, not wanting Luz to feel any more down than she already did.

Silence fell between the girls for a moment, until the human started chuckling softly as she ran her free hand through her hair. “Guess we both need to get better at communication, huh?”

At that comment, Amity couldn't help but giggle as well, the absurdity of the situation finally sinking in for her. “Yeah… I mean, at least we're trying- AH!”

Cut off mid-sentence, the witchling was pulled to the ground and quickly covered by the freezing fluffy goodness that chilled her to the bone, yet her girlfriend's laughter was more than enough to warm her up from the inside.

Luz leaned in and gently placed a kiss on the other girl's frozen red nose, causing another blush to spread across her face. “Who cares about a stupid contest? This is much more fun! Also, mamá already went ahead and bought us the tickets. I just thought that by saying those were the prizes you'd be more motivated, and technically I wasn't wrong…”

After hearing the confession, Amity stared mouth agape until she finally found her footing and decided to throw a chunk of snow in the brunette's direction. “Oh, now you're just asking for it!”

The girls would definitely be returning home with wet clothes and runny noses, but they honestly didn't care.

As they giggled and exchanged snowballs, Amity Blight knew that as long as Luz Noceda was by her side, she could do anything.

They were far from home, and who knew what awaited them once they returned, but as long as she had the people she cared for by her side, she knew she could face it all headstrong.

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sokkas-first-fangirl · 1 year

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I posted 6,160 times in 2022

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Fluff prompt: The first time little Dolores said Bruno's name

I love them, your honour 💕

Dolores was a year old. She'd already lisped, "Mamí" and "Papí," and now it seemed that everyone was eager to hear what she'd say next. Would she say the name of an object, or another family member?

"Can you say Abuela?" Alma cooed, poking Dolores's nose. "Hm? Abuela?"

Dolores only squeaked and giggled. Pepa was preparing some lunch for her when Bruno walked into the kitchen. He looked exhausted and there was still a faint emerald shimmer to his eyes.

"You okay, Bruno?" Pepa asked.

"Eh..." He blew a raspberry, ignoring Alma's sighed request to Please act his age.

At the sight of him, Dolores perked up in her high-chair. It was a typical sight; she held out her tiny fists, wriggling eagerly, her eyes bright and her smile wide. She squeaked again and again.

Bruno glanced at Pepa for permission. When Pepa nodded, he lifted Dolores up, cradling her close.

"Hola, mí luz," he said softly. "Have you been good?"

"B'uno!" Dolores cried in delight.

They all froze. Pepa nearly dropped the spoon. Alma stared in surprise, but her expression softened as Dolores once more said, "B'uno!" and tugged on Bruno's hair.

For a moment, Pepa thought her brother was about to start crying. His eyes watered, but his grin was as bright as the rainbow above Pepa's head.

"Yeah," he said as Dolores giggled and rested her little chin on his shoulder. "That's me."

"B'uno," Dolores said again. "Mamí! B'uno!"

"Sí, baby!" Pepa laughed. Her rainbow grew in size and brightness. "That's your Tio Bruno!"

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I blame you for this. Tiny Tio time! 😁

Bruno knew he was short. He was all too aware of it, thanks. He’d never been in denial about it and, most of the time, it didn’t bother him. It was just a fact of life. Both of his sisters were bigger than him, his mamá only ended up shorter than him in her old age; Agustín towered over him and Félix was the same height as him. Many people told him that Pedro had been tall too.

The real insult was that the kids were taller than him.

Frankly, it was the nail in the coffin, the last slap in the face from God Himself, the ultimate evidence that Bruno had terrible luck. Before he vanished, Isabela and Dolores were already well on their way to being taller than him (Isa, at age 12, had nearly been eye-level with him) and God knew Luisa was easily the tallest member of the family.

But Mirabel? His dear, sweet Mirabel, who’d never harm a fly?

This was injustice.

“I’m disowning you,” Bruno informed her flatly. Just before her sixteenth birthday, she’d hit one last growth spurt and now she was the same height as Julieta. Taller than Bruno.

Thanks for nothing, genetics.

“Sorry, Tio,” Mirabel laughed. She wasn’t sorry at all, the traitor. Camilo lounged against the counter with a smug grin; he was nearly the same height as Agustín now.

At least he looked a lot less smug when Bruno slapped him with a dish towel.

“Ay, come on!” Camilo groaned, rubbing his arm. “It’s not our fault you’re short! Blame Abuela!”

“I do,” Bruno said, nose in the air. “And whichever family member I inherited the short genes from. And Pepa.” He jerked his head at his sister, who was snickering shamelessly. “She definitely stole all the tall genes.”

“Get born faster next time,” Pepa said, patting him on the head.

“That doesn’t even make any sense, Pepa!”

“Your face doesn’t make any sense.”

Bruno’s eyes narrowed. “Your dress is ugly.”

Thunder rumbled. “You take that back!”

“How old are you two again?” Mirabel asked, arms crossed. Camilo was right back to looking unbearably smug.

By that point, Pepa had him in a headlock and Bruno resigned himself to his fate. Everyone in this damn house was taller than him except Félix and Antonio.

Sighing, Bruno glanced at Antonio who was giggling hysterically over their antics. “You won’t get taller than me, right, Tonito?” he asked.

“I’ll try not to!” Antonio said earnestly, eyes big and shiny. Did Bruno mention he’d simply die and kill for that child? Because he would, no hesitation.

Bless Antonio’s heart, he actually meant that he’d try and stay short. He even asked Félix for tips on how to be short at dinner, which made Félix gape at him wordlessly and the rest of the family (even Alma) burst out laughing.

But Bruno was Bruno. The world had a way of mocking him.

An involuntary vision hit right after dinner; he was dimly aware of someone catching him before he could hit the ground, green took over everything and...

There was a very tall young man, walking by Luisa. He had thick curly hair and a bright, happy grin; round eyes and a gentle disposition. He had a whole pack of animals following him and a jaguar at his side.

Bruno came back to reality and groaned tiredly. For once, it wasn’t because the vision had worn him out.

“Ay, Tonito,” he sighed. “You’re going to betray me, little guy.”

“Oh no!” Antonio’s eyes watered and he grabbed at Bruno, trying to pull him from Julieta’s arms. “Tio, what did I do?”

Bruno looked him dead in the eye. “You’re going to be 6′3″ you not-so-little traitor.”

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The triplets doing something at the same time in true creepy triplet fashion

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The triplets didn't often do things at the same time, but when they did it was noticeable. It could be downright eerie.

The first instance Mirabel noticed was when Antonio dropped a plate. Thankfully, the plate didn't break, but all three triplets looked up at the exact same time, standing up in tandem and even had the same concerned looks on their faces. For the first time, Mirabel noticed a true resemblance between her mother, aunt and uncle.

But it was only a small thing. Easy to brush off.

However, those little moments kept piling up and up. Only Abuela, Félix and Agustín didn't seem to notice. Meanwhile, the Madrigal kids were all increasingly aware of the "weird triplet thing" and unnerved whenever it happened.

It was weird. How could three separate people, who were all so different, be so in sync?

Another time was when Camilo was starting a water balloon fight. He and Mirabel tip-toed into the garden. The triplets were sitting on the back steps.

Without even turning around, the three of them said, "Don't even think about it."

"How did you know!?" Camilo demanded. He looked as freaked out as Mirabel felt.

It was even weirder when Julieta, Bruno and Pepa turned to face them at the exact same time.

"We know," they said flatly. It was getting ridiculous.

"Knock it off," Mirabel said, tense as a spring.

Julieta's smile was so sweet it verged on openly mocking. "Knock what off, mija?" she asked. She was clearly biting back laughter.

"That!" Mirabel pointed between them. "The weird triplet thing!"

"You're gonna have to clarify," Bruno said, hands clasped and shoulders back in an impression of Abuela. "We do a lot of weird triplet things."

"You keep doing things at the same time," Camilo said, gripping one of the water balloons so tightly that Mirabel was surprised it didn't pop. "And saying things at the same time!"

The triplets looked at each other, eyebrows raised. They shrugged, only further proving the point.

"Eh," Pepa said. "We don't even notice anymore."

"It's weird," Camilo said.

"I think it's sweet," Julieta said, nose in the air.

With an outright mischievous grin, Bruno added; "It's a triplet thing. You wouldn't get it."

Mirabel threw her water balloon, but Bruno ducked, laughing at her. It sailed harmlessly overhead, bursting on the grass. Casita rattled and Mirabel knew the house was laughing at her and Camilo too.

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Alma: “How do you lose Bruno!?”

Pepa: “To be fair, he’s very small.”

Julieta, teary eyed: “You forget to cherish him.”

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starsgift · 1 year

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✦. — @chaosmultiverse // ♥‘d.

To say they were surprised would be a severe understatement, as the LAST time Asra saw any of their friends was BEFORE they knew Jinx had taken hold. They didn’t even know if the other Luz’s had survived until they were face to face with her. Rox, Asra distinctly remembered. She was about their age, the ONLY Luz in their group that had been.

Since the last time they’d talked, Rox was definitely older, a little TALLER than them, though this was not a surprise to Asra. Most Luz’s they met thus far seemed to grow taller than them at some point. It also looked like she grew her hair out a bit, definitely a UNIQUE decision amongst their alternates, one Asra didn’t know how to take.

Come to think of it, Asra had changed quite a bit since the last time they’d spoken, too. The most GLARING difference would have to be the markings on their face, very similar to the mimic’s mask, the Mark of Eshu (symbolism someone like Rox MAY or MAY NOT be able to recognize, since she had fought Jinx alongside Asra and the others). Aside from that, they seemed less determined than they had been back then. Exhausted, even. Less visibly noticeable, just as important nonetheless, they were NO LONGER mortal. Not something they would share, more than likely.

Asra was hit by a wave of relief, seeing their former friend alive and well; they had HOPED they’d survived the recovery of Jinx’s deceit form.

......but of course, that relief was short-lived. Asra also recalled the HURT they’d felt the day Rox left (as everyone did, eventually). Not that they entirely blamed anyone for leaving, if Asra were in their shoes, they would have left too. Asra brought them into perils battles with a GOD, they watched their friends fall slowly........agonizingly. It was Asra’s fault they were defeated, it was Asra’s fault that they had to live with the NIGHTMARES and SCARS each battle left. All of it because they naively thought they could fight fate itself, so they dragged others to their doom. Over and over again.

With a heavy sigh, the teen turned their back, all but prepared to make their exit. There was SO MUCH on their mind, so many feelings Asra wasn’t sure how to convey. Unfortunately for both parties, in the face of discomfort, their response was to DISSOCIATE more often than not.

They had to go. Visit Jinx or something. Their head was swimming and it made them feel ILL. Asra desperately hoped Rox wouldn’t recognize them. They were already shutting down, they could feel it.

#「 asra┊ic 」#chaosmultiverse #/ sorry for the novel;; u obviously dont have to match this length #/ asra just had a lot of thoughts and not a lot of words to actually speak #/ if this doesn't work i can change stuff up!!#/ but i tried my best

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db-a-sketches · 2 years

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👓 SAUL EBONYWOOD 👓

This boy was born into a large family, in his childhood he lived a move from a place near the Mandible to Bonesborough where he currently resides with his parents, his aunt and his grandmother. When he was a baby The Collector came into his dreams for some strange reason. In his childhood he was too shy, he had no friends and was treated like a weird boy, when he arrived at his new residence he withdrew from society and hid in the drawings, thanks to this little by little he generated anxiety and depression; when he arrived at Hexside he continued with the same treatment, his "friends" only used him to benefit themselves, this clearly reached a limit and his own family saw that he grew personally by defending himself from all this, then he decided to dye his hair as a symbol of the new freedom that he acquired. He always had good grades and decided to follow the path of his family by studying in the construction coven, until he was able to study in the bards, since he always saw them with great admiration; his grandmother, on his 15th birthday, gave him the palisman of his late grandfather, which was carved by a Clawthorne. When Andrø arrived at Hexside, he saw the same treatment that he had in the past, for which he defended them and became friends (by then he had Jonathan Sawyer as a crush); he met Luz in the chapter "The First Day" since she was also in detention track, from that moment they began to get to know each other better and become good friends to the point of being part of the hexsquad. Days after the Coven Day Parade and after having had several dates with Jonathan, Saul finally proposed to him in front of the Grom tree, that ended up as a yes answer from Jonathan; but instead both did not know what would await them the following weeks. After Hunter told everything about The Day of Unity and he had to go as a bodyguard of Luz by orders of Darius, Willow and Gus commented everything to him, he without thinking decided to support them; he first said goodbye to Andrø telling him to take care and then he had such a romantic farewell with Jonathan that it ended in his first kiss, so he left without knowing that he would not see them again after a long time. Thus he came to the rescue of Amity by Luz, faced Odalia, went in search of Luz and faced Belos in order to stop The Day of Unity; so thanks to King he ended up in the human realm along with everyone else for several months. In the human realm he helped Luz come out to her mother and became better friends with Hunter and Vee; after experiencing all the events of "Thanks to Them" (he wore a purple guy costume) returned to The Boiling Isles; in the chapter "For the Future" when they meet The Collector's game, he realizes that Andrø has been transformed into a puppet but out of fear he does nothing to save him, upon reaching Hexside he has the most romantic reunion with Jonathan and gives him another kiss, but in the end they say goodbye again since Jona stays to fight against Kikimora and Saul goes with the others to stop The Collector; when "Watching and Dreaming" comes he is transformed into a puppet and torments Luz in her nightmares, but later he is awakened thanks to Amity's glyph of light and helps to save all the transformed into puppets while there is all the chaos outside, not without before also waking Andrø. Years after rebuilding the Isles, he also got a Flapjack tattoo; he's Lilith's assistant and is a good friend of Matt, Jonathan is still his boyfriend and attended the King-ceaños of Luz.

Birthday: January 14th Coven: Construction / Bard Sexuality: Bisexual / Aroflux Gender: Cis Male Pronouns: He / Him Residence: Bonesborough

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emmythespacecowgirl · 1 year

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Hi lovely! I was wondering If I could get another BoB ship from you whenever you aren’t busy? 💗I just love how descriptive your ships are and i couldn’t help but ask again! (i Also made quite a bit changes from my first one description LOL)

I’m a female (she/her) , i have big heart, i’m funny, I like to relax, but i also can be energetic. I love to chill and listen to music. I can have a bit of a short temper at times (I just think it’s because I don’t put up with peoples bs LMAO)

, I can also be very stubborn, i’m very loyal, like VERY loyal and I will always stick up for the people i love and go above and beyond to make the people around me happy. which I think that can also lead me to being hurt or misused by friends) I can be a little emotional at times, maybe a little dirty minded too lol,

i love to cook, i’m a dog lover (really just an animal lover at that), and i’m competitive and passionate. I’m a very driven person and if it’s something I want to do i’ll make SURE it gets done. I Make up my own rules and I don’t give into unfair ideas that are put up around me. I lead with my heart and my emotions and if that gets me into trouble then so be it.

i also LOVE scary movies, true crime, all that stuff, i’m also a SUCKER for reality tv 😭 (tlc does have some good drama though) I would say im charming and it’s more of my talking and my smile that gets guys. I’m a bit of a germaphobe and maybe little ocd.

Imma southern gal who’s very short, (5.0) I think I have more of an innocent look (despite my wild attitude LMAO) I have big brown eyes, wavy light chocolate brown hair, big lips, only like a couple light freckles on my nose ( you can see them better in the summer) , button nose, and an olive skintone that has paled over time, I would say I have more of a petite/hourglass figure but I think my chest is what catches people’s eyes (Im a size DD LOL)

I have high standards, I can be very sympathetic, and I also can usually tell when people are in pain or when their vibe is off in general. I usually just joke or “laugh it off” and I can be very deadpan when something bothers me, or if it’s something that really hurt me I usually just shut down and become cold or distant. i’m an INTP, My hogwarts house is Hufflepuff ( even though I honestly thought I was a slytherin for so long 😭)

My love language is physical touch for giving and acts of service as receiving (it’s really just the little things and showing that you care about what I’m saying or just being thoughtful). I grew up with brothers so i love watching sports and playing them (We grew up in a very competitive household lol) i’m very very family oriented, I’m a sagittarius, I like to play the piano, and read and write in my free time. and In the summers I love to fish and swim at my boathouse. And springtime is my favorite season!

Make sure to take care of yourself and and stay hydrated, even rest if you need too! ❣️ Thank you in advance :)

Hi Love!! Thanks for submitting again!

I ship you with:

George Luz from Band of Brothers!

ship theme song: Rum and Coca Cola by the Andrews Sisters

oof baby this man would bend over backwards to make you smile!

the first thing that stood out to him

besides your bustline

was your instant charm and friendliness

George, like yourself, grew up with lots of siblings

so he was constantly having to stand out to be heard

and i think he recognizes that scrappiness in you too :)

watching any kind of movie with you both is such a blast

you both provide your own commentary

and it is truly hilarious

especially during any kind of horror movie

"its just.. so bad it's good!" George will giggle

you've even gotten George to watch some reality tv with you recently

he thinks it's so damn funny

you both playfully joke about all the dumb characters in the shows

some days you both love going out and being around your people

you definitely make the cutest party couple!

but sometimes you both just really like to sit and chill together and listen to some good music

ngl your taste in music has definitely influenced his

he loves bragging about you to the boys

he'll show them pictures of you with your dog

or standing over a fantastic meal that you just made

you both enjoy making the people you love happy

unfortunately, not everyone deserves your time and energy

and you both learn that in your own different ways

but when you're sad or frustrated

a hug from George seems to lighten your mood right up!

and he's really good at hugging so please ask for more hugs

you and George can be childishly competitive together

like over how many friends you've pranked that week

or how many marshmallows you can fit in you mouth at one time

George is a big physical touch guy

you want hugs?

he gives the best hugs :)

when you play the piano, he can't help but sing along

he loves how family-oriented you are

and he can't wait to start his own family with you one day <3

#enjoy :)#ships #band of brothers ships #the pacific ships #band of brothers #george luz #my work

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