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Okay so I decided to run a one shift pill at work today because of the Fairy vs Walrus discourse. I thought it would reach a different kind of audience.

Walrus: 56 customers, 9 employees

Fairy: 10 customers, 0 employees

I asked multiple people why. People who had kids in the car all answered walrus, and I was right to assume people with children would automatically say walrus. There was also answers like, why would a walrus climb stairs, could a walrus even climb stairs, it doesn’t have hands so how would it knock, it’s too hot, we’re too far from the water, etc.

People who said a fairy would make them more surprised just said- they don’t exist.

No one paused for longer than a moment or two before answering. I think the knee-jerk reaction for the people who said fairy, based on the people I asked, is just they go “well that’s impossible so that” because every time I asked, well if we had evidence that fairies might exist or did exist at one point, which one, and they all said walrus.

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I’m very excited about Fionna and Cake

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started watching house (finally) and this was all I could think about

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there should be a special place in hell for those who renovate victorian houses to have modern interior like what the hell is wrong with you. i hope the ghosts kill you fr.

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The Grimwalker

Chapter Two: The Confession

Chapter One

Hunter sniffles, burying his face in his hands as sobs rack his body. Flapjack chirps at him, nuzzling against his hands as he tries to comfort his friend.

“Go away. I don’t need you to see me like this,” Hunter croaks, an embarrassed flush heating his face. Flapjack nestles closer to him, letting out a lower, more annoyed sounding chirp, almost like a grunt. “Stupid bird,” he mutters, but a soft, broken sounding laugh follows the false statement.

Flapjack pecks the boy’s hand before he makes his way between his arms, pushing his hands away from his face so they’re forced to lock eyes.

“I’m sorry Flap,” Hunter whispers, pulling the small red bird closer to him, pressing his forehead to the bird’s chest. “I just, this is all too much. I’m still trying to process everything, and now I’m here, just as I was starting to settle in somewhere. I feel like I’m being punished, but I don’t know what I did wrong. Was it something that he did? Am I being punished for something that the person I’m made from did? Is it some kind of retribution from the Titan Himself?”

Flapjack chirps sadly at him, closing his eyes as he shakes his head. Hunter laughs again, a sorrowful, melancholy sound. Instead of either of them speaking, he just holds the bird close to him, and eventually his breathing falls even as he drifts off to sleep. Even in his dreams, though, Hunter isn’t free. They start off in darkness, with him flailing around for something, anything, to grab onto.

“Hello?” he calls out, walking through the darkness as he tries to find a wall to drag his hand along so he doesn’t walk in circles. “Is there anyone out there?”

“Nephew,” a familiar, though garbled sounding, voice calls from the infinite darkness. “Why are you running away from me? Come back so I can protect you. I don’t want wild magic to take you the same way that it’s taken the rest of our family.”

Hunter’s knees begin to shake as he forces his legs to move faster, though the voice doesn’t sound to be getting any further away. “No, no not him,” he breathes to himself as he frantically looks around, horror filling his body as he tries to get away from the source of the voice.

“Wild magic is a plight on the Boiling Isles, and the Human Realm. We need to be rid of it, Caleb” just as the words seem to fill the air, coming from every direction, a gnarly, green hand shoots out of the darkness behind Hunter, reaching for his shirt. “Why won’t you listen? That witch girl doesn’t care for you. She just wants to take you away from me. I am your family. Your loyalty should be to me, not to her!”

“Titan, please,” Hunter gasps as pain radiates from his back, where the claws have swatted at him, tearing his shirt and leaving long, stinging slashes on his skin. “Please help me.”

“I am your family. Why would you leave me, Caleb?” Belos cries out, the shriek making Hunter’s head begin to pound. “I don’t want to have to do this, but you’re leaving me no choice.”

“You don’t have to do this, you can let me leave. Just let me go,” Hunter begins to sob, tears rolling down his face.

“No. I can’t just let you damn your soul by being with that thing. If I can’t save you, I’ll at least save your soul,” he growls as a sharp pain fills Hunter’s chest from the back.

He stumbles, falling to his hands and knees. He touches his chest, feeling the sharp tip of a knife protruding through the skin. “You, you stabbed me,” he whispers, dropping his hand to try to stabilize himself as his limbs began to buckle.

“I’m sorry, brother, but you left me no choice,” now the voice was coming from behind him, and he could hear the tap of his shoes as he crossed the darkness to come to him. “I will ensure that you have eternal peace, but that won’t happen if you damn your soul by saying in the Demon Realm. I might lose you in this life, but I won’t lose you in the next.”

“You don’t understand,” Hunter chokes as blood bubbles up into his throat. Can he even be heard?

“I understand perfectly. That witch tempted you away, and you are too lost in her spell to be able to escape or defy her. That stops now,” Belos sneers as he leans down, placing a hand on Hunter’s shoulder. “Don’t worry. It will be over soon,” he slams the knife deeper into him so the handle itself is shoved into Hunter’s back.

That shock of intense pain finally jolts Hunter awake in a cold sweat.

“Hunter, you’re awake,” Willow says worriedly. “I was trying to wake you up, but you were crying, and I was just about to go get Luz because I didn’t know what else to do.”

Hunter doesn’t respond as he swallows down air, clutching his chest where just a moment ago, a knife was. His were were wide and even Flapjack seemed worried as he headbutted his hand. Willow frowned, scooting closer to him.

“Hey, let’s take a second,” she says in a soft, soothing voice. She begins to breath in, slowly putting up three fingers, then breathing out, and putting them down. She has to do this a few times before Hunter joins in, his shaking frame finally going still. “There. Do you feel better?” she asks as she pats Flapjack’s head, who had hopped over to her to express his thanks.

“Yeah, I guess. Thank you,” Hunter mumbles, heat rising to his face again. He hates that Willow has seen him like that. Is she going to think differently of him now? Does she think that he’s weak? “I, uh, appreciate it.”

“Of course. I’m glad that you’re feeling better. What were you dreaming about that had you that scared?” she rubs the bird’s head one more time before he flew back to Hunter, resting on his head.

“I don’t want to talk about it,” he says as he looks down, holding his hands over were the knife had been. “It was just a bad dream.”

Willow frowns, knowing that something is wrong, but she doesn’t know how to get him to be more honest with her. “You know I’m here for you, right? I don’t want you to feel like you’re alone here.”

“No, I know. Gus told me the same thing earlier,” he says, still refusing to lift his head to look at her. Why is he like this? Why can’t he just be honest with her? She would understand if he just told her that it was a nightmare about Belos. Anyone would understand that.

“Gus is really worried about you. He told me that you didn’t even want to come wait with us for Luz, and,” she hesitates, like she’s not sure if she should share the next part or not. That makes Hunter anxious, and he fights back tears again. He hates crying so much. He had gone through so much training to be in the Emperor’s Coven. Why is he being so weak now? It’s pathetic. “And, Gus told me that you haven’t been sleeping well at night. He says that you’ve been crying a lot.”

“He’s wrong,” Hunter shouts, jumping to his feet so fast that Flapjack lets out a chirp of alarm as he flaps away. “I don’t cry. I haven’t been crying in my sleep. I don’t know why he would say that.”

“It’s nothing to be ashamed of. We’ve all been anxious, and so much has happened-,” Willow begins, but she’s cut off by Hunter shaking his head and practically screaming.

“It’s a lie. I’m not that weak. I’m not a child. I was in the Emperor’s Coven! I am the best of the best! I wouldn’t let any of this get to me,” his voice cracks from how loud he’s screaming, and that break makes his lips tremble as he tries to hold back everything.

That crack in his voice might as well have been a crack in a dam, because it had opened the flood gates. Tears pour down his face as he covers it, turning around in a small attempt to hide what he feels is his shame from Willow. He wants to badly to be strong, to be strong for her, but he can’t even handle not crying. No wonder why Darius didn’t think that he had a right to wear the Golden Guard seal. He might be better now, but he still wasn’t good enough. He would never be good enough. He was made and he still was a screw up.

“Hunter,” Willow walks over to him, pausing for a moment, but then she rests her hand on his shoulder. “We’ve all been through a lot. You don’t have to go through this alone.”

“You don’t understand,” he gets out between sobs, his body racked with them.

“I do understand. It’s hard. We’re away from home, with no idea how to get back, with no idea how our family and other friends are doing,” her voice is tinged with sadness, like she, too, is on the verge of tears.

“Yeah, that’s just like finding out your entire life was a lie,” he snarls, unable to keep the venom from his voice.

“Your life wasn’t a lie. Belos just wanted you to think that all you were good for was being in his Coven, but it’s not true. It was never true. You’ve always been more than the Golden Guard,” she tries to assure him, but that makes him snap.

“You think that all of this is just about not being the Golden Guard anymore?” he shouts, whirling around to face her.

Willow takes a step back, though she hates how a slight fear and panic is itching at the back of her brain. “I mean, isn’t it?” she answers quietly.

“No! It’s hard, knowing that I was just a replacement, but I never thought that I was literally a replacement until I found out that I’m just a Grimwalker. I’m not even my own witch! I’m not even a witch! Half a witch? Titan I wish that were true,” he says as he squeezes his eyes shut, wrapping his arms around his torso. “I wish I was just a half a witch who can’t do magic instead of this… monster.”

Willow swallows hard, her ears ringing with his words. “A Grimwalker?” she repeats, snapping Hunter out of his downward spiral.

He looks at her, the color draining from his face. “W-Willow, I-.”

“It’s okay,” she tries to assure him in her shaking voice.

He sets his jaw before running past her, upstairs, and then out the front door. He doesn’t even slow down, no matter how many times she calls him.

#toh #hunter toh #toh fanfic #willow toh #toh willow #toh belos #toh spoilers #fanfic #fan fic #fan fiction #hunter noceda #the owl house #owl house #the owl post #the Grimwalker #grimwalker #Willow park #the owl house willow #the owl house hunter #ao3 stuff #ao3 writer #ao3 fanfic #Huntlow #winter #ship #Hunter x Willow

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The Grimwalker

Chapter One: The Secret

Chapter Two

“Come on. I want to go to the House,” Gus says as he pushes on Hunter’s arm, trying to get some kind of reaction out of him.

“Then go without me,” Hunter mumbles, rolling over on his side, pulling his knees up to his chest.

“I don’t want to. You need to come with us,” he says as he sits down beside him in the floor, looking up at the ceiling. “You’re a part of our group now. I’m not just going to leave you when I want to do something else.”

Tears well up in Hunter’s eyes, but he wipes them away before Gus can see them. Flapjack hops over to him, head butting his hand as he lets out a soft chirp. The three sit in silence until Camila comes downstairs.

“Oh! Boys, you’re still here?” she asks, confused, as she makes her way over to the washer and dryer. “Luz will be home soon. I thought you two,” Flapjack interrupts her with a chirp, which makes her laugh. “You three should be waiting at the Demon House already. I think the girls left already.”

“I’m sorry Mrs. Noceda. I just don’t feel well,” Hunter mutters quietly, covering his mouth with his hand to try to keep his voice from trembling, though it did little to help.

“Oh, I see,” Camila says as she puts the laundry basket down and sits on the floor beside Gus and Hunter. “Well, I’m not a human, or witch, doctor, but I am a mom. Maybe I can help make you feel better.”

“Thank you, but I just need to be alone,” Hunter chokes out, squeezing his eyes shut. The small bird at his side lets out another chirp, though this one sounds worried.

Gus and Camila exchange worried looks as Gus says, “But we’re here for you. You don’t have to be alone.”

“Just because I don’t have to be alone doesn’t mean I don’t want to be alone,” he grumbles, digging his nails into his cheek as he presses his palm against his mouth again.

“Sometimes being alone is a good thing,” Camila says as she scoots closer to him, though she doesn’t touch him to comfort him, despite wanting to. Hunter cringed away at physical contact so often that she doesn’t want to upset the poor boy even further. “But sometimes, you need to talk about the things that are bothering you.”

“I don’t want to talk about it,” Hunter insists, despite the fact that his chest was aching. He doesn’t know how to talk about it. The fear that everyone will look at him differently if they knew who he really is, *what* he really is, is nearly all consuming.

“I know. I know,” Camila sighs as Gus looks up at her, worry in his eyes. “But, that doesn’t mean that you shouldn’t. I think that it will make you feel better.”

The only response that they get this time is a shake of Hunter’s head as he squeezes his eyes shut. Flapjack nuzzles against his face, but even that doesn’t make Hunter open his eyes or respond.

“Come on Gus. Let’s give Hunter a few minutes with his friend. I’ll come check on him later,” she promises as she sits up, offering her hand to help Gus sit up.

“Okay,” he says quietly, unsurely, as he follows suit and stands up. “I’ll come back when Luz gets home, okay Hunter?”

Gus waits for only a moment before his shoulders sag in defeat, and he follows Camila upstairs.

#TOH #toh fanfic #toh spoilers #TOH Hunter #Huntlow #Grimwalker #the Grimwalker #fanfic #fan fiction #the owl house #owl house #hunter toh #hunter noceda #toh willow #Willow toh #the owl house willow #willow park #disney #disney channel #ao3 writer #ao3 update #ao3 fanfic

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After what happened with AO3, I’m afraid of losing the fanfiction I’m working on, so y’all about to get spammed. You’re welcome 🫠❤️

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@soldrawss : thinks of a huntlow AU

Me: instant brainrot

Sol posted a lounge singer/bartender AU on twitter like less than 48 hours ago and it instantly consumed me. I know nothing about lounge singers or what time period this is but I just went with it tbh here ya go.

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She’s not coming over here, the voice in his head repeated as Willow lingered in the doorway of the backroom. No way, now way. Hunter had nearly jumped out of his skin when she came out, assuming she had left by now. The club had been closed for over an hour now, and he was always the last one out. But no, there she stood in the harsh light of the cheap light bulbs that seemed to favor her and her alone. 

She was a vision but she was no illusion.

Maybe there’s some creepy fan waiting outside for her, he thought. The very idea made him shudder. It wouldn’t be the first time, but Willow was the one the other girls called on to take care of these things. He remembered once Eda had kicked out some heckler who had been stealing drinks from other patrons and quickly over served himself. As he was unceremoniously escorted out, he declared that he’d be waiting outside all night. The singer finishing her set came up to the bar to get a drink and Hunter offered to call the police to at least have someone walk her home, but she said she wasn’t worried. Before he could ask why, Willow walked up and asked him for some ice. He saw her knuckles were bruised and had a few tiny fresh cuts, obviously from a recent altercation. Hunter quickly wrapped some ice in a clean rag and began rambling about getting the first aid kit but Willow just chuckled and said it was fine as  though it happened all the time (which Hunter later found out it did). 

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designs for an upcoming merch drop! planning on releasing charms in my new etsy sh0p - stickers and buttons are available right now on my redbubble

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it's come to my attention that a lot of people don't know about bluemaxima's flashpoint and genuinely think they'll never be able to play their favorite 00s internet games ever again so i just want to remind everyone that flashpoint is a huge internet flash game preservation project that allows you to play just about any internet flash game/animation despite the death of flash. if they've got it in their database (and they probably do) you can play it. go forth and drink in the 00s nostalgia

even if you think there's no way they'll have the game u want. they probably do anyway. when i first downloaded flashpoint i thought for sure theres no way they will have the obscure flash game i played for hours as a kid that was only even available on the internet for like 2 months in 2006. but you know what. they had it. seriously, download flashpoint

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Really love the fact that I can draw faces like this but can’t draw hands. Lmao

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Based on this meme, The best boi band there is :)))

Please reblog, don’t repost :)

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Imagine being arrested because a Koala has similar finger prints to you

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