#☆ asks ;; The Owl Watcher

[daily-grian]

(inspired by martyn watcher lore streams) watcher grian pouring ketchup on ice cream

This is incomprehensible to me but sure. okay.

[raylaismad]

me when people ship two people that literally act like siblings so it doesn’t make any sense and then blatantly ignore a ship that doesn’t feel like incest:

[connectionxterminated]

Titles I have given everyone and what their tags for asks will be from now on (I hope, also not tagging everyone because theres SO MANY.)!! ;;

Ewe: The Double Edged Blade

Jev: The Internet Star

Rae: The Final Ultimatum

Orchid: The Ethereal Entity

Jay: The Arcade Master

Bibi: The Watcher Of Love

Oddity: The Astronomical Celestial

Mia: The Owl Watcher

Angel: The Guardian Angel

Nico: The Crashing Of A Star

Moon: The Unethical Moonstone

[solargeist]

did watchers make birds or did a watcher just find a bird and go “yea that’s me” and nobody questioned it

^_________^ ~i dunno

i just like the aesthetic and ummmhm symbolism of uh crows..

crows are usually seen as bad omens, but they're very smart, they remember people, they bring gifts, they warn animals abt each other, a group of them is called a murder... i think these ideas fit Watchers.

............ though i do often think abt Philza bc of this LOL, I haven't watched him in a million years, but i'm reminded of him.

technically crows do not exist in minecraft..............

I thought about the idea of them being Owls as well, bc the neck would be freaky neat, but i dont know any symbolism or stories of them to reallyyyyy think abt itttttt too deeply.

But honestly they're really just angels who happen to look like birds !!!!!!!!! If they saw a crow they'd think is this fucking play about us !!

[oliverthegr8]

random animation im never gonna finish. also one of my cats.

[life-winners-liveblog]

HE DID IT!

Four he did it!!!! :D

This great! well, he still needs to learn to make portals and whatnot in the future but for the time being this is good! he might have a chance to leave the labyrinth now!

Thanks, Four, did I say that you're the best? Because you are!

-Owl

👁️He did it! Yeah! See, I'm a competent watcher!

It seems I might have underestimated you Four

One, Two? Can I keep full control for like ten minutes? I want to know if the whispers want to know anything else.

/Sure/Just ten no more /👁️

[jellitchi]

okay now here is my vampire au… yet another au i know.. if ud like to read abt it ill write some stuff under the cut

base concept is grian gets fired from his office job so on his way home there is a little bird who he mistakes as injured. he tries to help it (savior complex) but gets a curse placed upon him instead, slowly turning him more into a bird (very specifically a great horned owl).

having been so detached from the magical culture/world he returns to his former guild (the watchers) and asks them if they can help. first of all theyre baffled by the gall grian has to walk out on the guild years ago and then return as if he hadnt betrayed them. another story for another time, they say they can lift the curse but only under the condition of grian technically rejoining the watchers and taking up bounties once more. his entrance bounty is to slay this vampire (scar) so hes like sure done deal. scar has been kept alive for centuries, the watchers have no actual intentions of grian succeeding. theyre sending him as scars dinner basically, an offering, sacrifice if you must. grian realizes this once he finds out that scar is tethered and essentially trapped in this mansion. grian tries to free scar but does so unsuccessfully, he tampers w the ward placed by the watchers and accidentally rewrites it so scar is tethered to him. a bit like double life in a way. so now these two r stuck together and have to slay monsters and whatever while also trying to find a way to lift the curse on grian while also trying to break the soul bound. yeah there's more like the watchers r gonna b hunting them down … theyre considered runaway fugitives or smth hm another ramble for another post okay goodbye..

[solixfliar]

No Eyes Au

Hello there! I humbly offer you fanart of Grian from my AU, which has been tentatively named the No Eyes, aka Sol's Eyes Au, aka SEAU, (aka I see you 👁️👁️).

I REALLY wanna tell y'all more about it, so reference + more yaps under the cut

Okay first, this was my reference!

I think every artist should use this reference at least once in their life because it's genuinely SUCH a cool concept.

NOW!!! ONTO THE FUN STUFF!

Okay so No Eyes, what is it about? Well! I'm so glad I asked! I'd love to tell the internet all about it, completely unprompted!

The Eyes AU is a dual-reality alternate universe incorporating Evo, Hermitcraft, and every Life Season. Possibly YHS as well(?), though I'm not familiar enough with it to say for sure yet. HOWEVER! It also — completely separately from the canon series, yet hopelessly intertwined with them — takes place in a magical modern day setting! Where all the hermits and life series members you know and love exist together, with their fandom-assigned animal/mob traits~

But that's just about every Hermit/Life Series AU, isn't it? What makes this one unique? I'm so glad I asked again!

See, the reason it's called No Eyes, is because — get this — Grian has no eyes. WILD! I know! Okay but seriously. Basically what happened is, in the modern reality, the Watchers are an Avian-exclusive cult. The highest ranking members, called the Scapulars, are all very specifically Owl Avians (thus the Owl Butterflies in the drawing)!! The Scapulars are very powerful, and in exchange for a person's eyes (and undying loyalty), they can bestow some of their power onto others.

However, I'm sorry to disappoint all you angst vultures and disability rep activists out there (y'all are just like me fr fr), but he is NOT fully blind. Part of the power granted by the Watchers is Watcher Sight! Probably not actually called that, but it's the easiest way to refer to it!

The concept is a bit hard to explain. It's kinda like– okay so you know how if you touch something, and then you close your eyes, you're still touching that thing? You can still feel exactly where it is, feel the shape of it, feel it if it moves? That's pretty much what the Watcher Sight is, but it's like you're touching everything around you, all the time. It works in a radius and ignores the concept of "hidden" — basically, it works through walls, and can even sense the needle in the haystack.

However, he can't see. He can't see the things he creates, the places he enjoys, the people he loves. He can only sense them. He may know they're smiling, but he'll never see that smile again.

There's sooooo much more to this AU, but I need to get back to work on my actual career, LOL. Thanks for reading, bye bye!

[mailontumb]

HC for the LSSMP!☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ

Spoke and Minute are definitely siblings or half siblings

Bacon and Planet likes to kidnap their friends to surprise them for their surprise birthday party

Rek met Branzy during Childhood and is really close friends and never once lied or try to keep things away from each other

Clown and Kab ARE DEFINITELY SIBLINGS. LIKE HOW ARE THEY NOT (it could be like half or step siblings)

Zam is the Dance king

Pangi likes hanging out with Zam cus he is the only one who understands him

Derapchu takes pictures of everyone's feet and sells it to the internet

Jumper is half Bunny

Squiddo learned how to glitch after asking ash to teach her

Ash secretly has a picture of people he likes in his Glitch Room

Red HATES tomatoes as everyone compared him to one

The reason Chief is grey is because he Might've painted himself grey or just have stone genetics

Although Mid has multiple of the exact same hoodie but she is a MASTER designer

Clown kidnapped Branzy for their first date

Oh and Kab often comes to Clowns date cus their mom said so

Flame found Mane terrorizing people and thought "I relate to bro" and became bestie ever since

Parrot can communicate with any bird but Owl cus it scares him

EVERYONE but rek HAS SLEEP PARALYSIS DEMONS

Rek doesn't have SPD cus he over thinks that his base is trapped and the Monster felt really bad haunting him

Oh yea The SPD is worse on Derapchu cus he once took a picture of the Demon's feet and it got really offended

Hanna knows EVERYONE's Secrets (she was the first person who knows about Clownzy after accidentally trying to gamble at the casino)

Cookie God is the LSSMP God too but he barely takes care of the place cus he trusts the listener to take care of it

Rek sprays people with water if they cuss in his video

1 time Vortex challenge Vitalasy and Jeppexx to a Lemon eating competition, Vitalasy won at 150 lemons in 30 minutes

Vortext is often offline but when he is online every makes it a celebration

The LSSMP have their own birthday but Ro doesn't as he was an escaped Watcher

Watchers Can't interact with LSSMP only the listeners can, so that makes LSSMP a safe haven for all those who are running away from the watchers

Hanna ran away from the Watchers 5 TIMES with each attempts getting harder and harder

Only 5 people knows about the situation of LSSMP that being G,P,M,Ro and Hanna, 3 of which tried to escape &only 2 made it the other one was returned back to the watchers and was punished

Mr cube can do a double backflip and likes tea parties!

4cvit is the reason why child labor exists

Someone mistaken SB for a penguin and called animal control,which they grabbed him and sent him back to the icy pole, parrot came and took him back

Leo REALLY likes gold and even tried to marry a golden statue

Pentar only ever have 1 shirt and tries to revive it every time it's torn

Speptical was the one who married Clown and Branzy, Rek,Leo,Minute,Kab,Jumper and Jaron being witnesses

Jaron solves many mysteries but also makes many more of them

Woogie had the same situation as SB but instead of anyone saving him he just visited his parents and traveled back to the LSSMP

Wemmbu escaped hell twice, so he is put on a watch list with clown

Also wemmbu ate his jail cell's bar and escaped with Zam

Mappic is left handed and likes playing arm wrestling with people

Poafa is a cloud, meaning he can fly and turn into a cloud

People often wonder where terrain lives but never tried to search

Branzy's bloodline is the apart of the watchers making ash half watcher and demon <- (cus of clown)

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｡⁠:ﾟI'll be back for more 😼😼! Lelele ﾟ⁠:⁠｡

[27dragons]

Countdown to 2025: Dec 16

Old West AU / Marvel - Winteriron / Owl

Tony slumped in his seat, watching the world outside the train slide past, the only world he knew getting farther and farther away with every passing clack of the train’s wheels over the tracks.

The train lurched and Tony was all but thrown from his seat, barely catching himself on the vacant space opposite him as his ears filled with the screaming of the brakes as the train slammed to a halt. A few seats up, a man cursed as his valise fell from the storage rack onto his head.

Tony stood up. “I’ll see what’s happened,” he said, and no one contradicted him as he made his way carefully up the aisle and into the next car.

“--just run them over!” Obie was snarling at the conductor.

“With all due respect, Mr. Stane, it’s not the men and beasts on the track that are the problem. We’re only half a mile out from the Overlook Bridge. If we don’t stop, they'll wait ‘til we’re halfway across and blow the bridge, and the whole train will fall into the canyon.”

“What’s going on?” Tony interrupted, before Obie could start yelling again.

“Train’s being robbed,” the conductor said shortly. “Please, everyone return to your seats and don’t do anything rash. We’ll take up any losses with the sheriff at the next town; he’s supposed to have his men patrol along this stretch of the route to keep this sort of thing from happening.”

Obie looked like a stormcloud. “We’re supposed to just sit quietly and wait for them to steal our valuables, is that it?” he thundered. “Where’s your spine, you coward? Let me get my gun and--” He broke off, his eyes widening, and Tony turned to see that one of the robbers had come into the car.

He was tall and broad, his hat settled low to keep his eyes in shadow and a cloth wrapped around his head to obscure his face. He had a rifle slung across his back and a six-shooter in each hand, gleaming with deadly beauty. “Think you gentlemen oughtta listen to the conductor, here,” he drawled.

“Now see here,” Obie started, but the robber lifted one pistol, aiming straight at Obie’s forehead, and cocked the hammer.

“I ain’t gonna be so polite if you make me ask again.”

Obie sputtered, but even he wasn’t brash enough to try to argue with a bullet. “Come on, Tony,” he snapped. “You shouldn’t have left your seat in the first place, what the hell were you--”

“Tony?” the robber interrupted. He came closer, and Tony stumbled back a pace. The robber used the gun not pointed at Obie to prod at the bottom of Tony’s chin, forcing his head up. “Tony Stark?”

Tony’s heart was hammering, but as coolly as he could, he said, “Who’s asking?”

The robber chuckled, just a little. “They call us the Avengers,” he said, and quicker than Tony could process it, the man had spun Tony around, one arm around his neck to keep him in place and the other holding a gun to his back. “You’re worth more’n the entire baggage car,” he said, “so you’ll be comin’ with me.”

“No!” Tony struggled, but the masked man was strong, stronger than any man Tony’d ever met before. Using Tony as a shield, he backed out of the car, into the next one up the line. The dining car, and with a sinking sensation in his stomach, Tony saw it was deserted except for two other robbers at the far end of the car, conferring in low voices over some piece of paper.

They looked up as Tony and his captor came in.

“Look what I found,” Tony’s kidnapper said, twisting again to push Tony further into the car. “Not sure how we’re gonna split it, though.”

The man holding the paper snorted, then leaned through the door connecting this car to the next and made a sound like the screech of an owl. Footsteps sounded on the roof of the car, where they must have posted watchers.

The other one barked out a laugh. “Good job, Cap,” he said, and Tony knew that voice.

He stopped struggling, his eyes wide. “Bu--” He broke off. He didn’t dare say the name aloud, but his captor released him and he took several steps forward, needing to see...

The robber tipped his hat back a little, just long enough for Tony to see two eyes, gray as gunsteel. Eyes belonging to the man Tony had thought he’d been forced to leave behind. “You came for me?” he whispered.

“Damn straight,” Bucky said. “But make a good show of it as we drag you off to ransom you, huh? I’ll explain everything once the train’s gone on through.”

[icybreaths]

In the depths of the mystical forest, where the murmurs of the trees intertwined with the gentle caress of the breeze, a being of extraordinary elegance stepped forth from the twilight. Her fur shimmered like freshly fallen snow under the moon's embrace, radiating a soft, silvery luminescence that illuminated the verdant carpet beneath her. Her mane glowed with an otherworldly light, each strand resembling delicate threads woven from the very essence of moonbeams. Above her, the leafy canopy arched like a grand cathedral, sunlight filtering through in a whimsical ballet, casting intricate patterns of light and shadow upon her form.

Once, she had been a powerful witch, wise and revered, moving with a grace that echoed her lost humanity. Her eyes, now reflecting the depth of a nocturnal creature, carried a quiet sorrow, a poignant reminder of the life she had once known. They sparkled with ancient knowledge, hinting at the stories of countless nights and the whispered mysteries hidden within the forest's embrace.

Her hooves danced through the muck and mire of the earth, each step resonating with the pulse of the land. The woodland creatures sensed her arrival, for she was a guardian, a quiet watcher who safeguarded the realm with an unwavering gaze. They could feel her strength, even if they couldn’t perceive the delicate spells she spun to protect the innocent and lead wandering souls back to the familiar trails.

As the sun sank beneath the horizon, the forest fell into a hushed stillness, as if it were pausing to catch its breath. The air was rich with the aroma of pine and the allure of a night brimming with murmurs and mysteries. The transformation had exacted a toll on her, yet it had also bestowed upon her a deep bond with the spirits of the land. They communicated with her through the whispering leaves and the far-off call of an owl, steering her through the maze of ancient trees. Her mission was clear, though the journey was laden with danger. She sought the hero foretold by fate, a companion of great significance to join her in this endeavor. Until that moment arrived, she remained tethered to the forest, a quiet guardian of enchantment and wonder in a world that had long forgotten her essence.

|| Asks || @fallesto ||

The forest’s breath came with a chill the deeper one wandered. Like the leaves, it started as a whisper, nearly indiscernible from the wild nightlife.

Further ahead was a hum, low and sinister. Had survival instincts not kicked in, there might have been more bodies.

Few birds scatter the forest floor, a huddle of rabbits, a fox… schools of fish frozen still in the river.

Snow was brought in by a gale of numbing winds. The trees shivered under the hiss in the air.

An iced over wolf stood frozen mid step, head down and peering into the fogged brush. Cautious.

Blood painted the snow on the other side in a disastrous slop. From the ground to being frozen mid drip from the tree leaves above; it was everywhere.

It should have smelled worse but it was tempered by the cold.

Parts of a dark claw, a chewed open leg, and greasy black hair scattered the scene. Teeth— part of bony mask… crimson streaks that led to the dead hollow body, and the woman perched atop it.

She looked on, tonguing meat out of the dips in her talons. The approaching creature was a laughable juxtaposition to the horror here, but Jewel merely stared and studied it.

“What do you want?” she graveled out of her mangled mouth. “I’m busy.”

[daily-grian]

Watcher birdo boi?

Yknow, everybody tries to Homestuck Gotcha me about how I draw simplified Grian with no arms but nobody noticed that my Watcher!Grian design is literally just a slightly modified Seer Of Void godtier without the symbol.

[waytooobsessedwithmcyt]

o7 great story

i now offer to you another free excuse ask for infodumping while i go sleep so i can start rambling ideas in your askbox again in the early early morning

-🎞️📹

This has been on my askbox forever because I couldn't figure out what to say but then I watched Labyrinth Runners from the owl house and I love the scene with Hunter's panic attack so much that I had to bring it into this au somehow

When Gem finds out about how different Wild Life and Secret Life were from the others she blames herself for the sudden involvement of the Watchers when they used to be pretty much left alone (she figured it out from the trivia bot)

She holes herself up in the barn to not disturb Joel and tries to be as quiet as possible to not disturb him, stopping herself from breathing because her sobs were making too much noise, it's Pearl, coming up to annoy her, who finds her

Unfortunately Pearl is not equipped to deal with this so she just closes the trapdoor behind her and sits beside Gem, eventually Gem leans into her and Pearl wraps an arm around her for comfort

Gem obviously has a headache from crying because I have a migraine right now and what is my pain if not more suffering to give to my block guys

[cactusringed]

perhaps… watcher Etho? or an avian Bdubs? (For the fanon ask game)

What about. Both

Bdubs is an owl btw :3

[luxthestrange]

RoR Incorrect quotes#73 The secret first meeting

How Brunhilde & Goll meet Sorcerer Supreme Y/n

Brunhilde: It's going to take a miracle to get us to win against the gods

Y/n's shadow appears in gigantic form and is surrounded by flames

S.S Y/n: Did I hear someone ask for a miracle? Let me hear you say "aaah"!

Goll*In fear hides behind her big sister*Aaah!

S.S Y/n: That's close enough!

Brunhilde: A ghost?

S.S Y/n: Get ready, Brunhilde, your red-cloaked salvation is at hand! For I have been sent by the watchers... to guide you through your masquerade!

Brunhilde: Who are you?

S.S Y/n: Who am I? Who am I? I am the guardian of the multiverse! I am the powerful, the pleasurable~, the indestructible Y/n!

revealing themselves from behind a pillar with jazz hands

S.S Y/n:  Oh. Ha, ha. Pretty hot, huh?~

Should there be a part 2 to this? Y'all can thank @sketchy-owl for this inspiration

[ashenquillalso]

Did someone ask for me to info dump about my characterization of Grian? No? Well, too bad, you’re getting it anyway

The way I organized this is based on the character study document I made like, a year and a half ago, so some of the details matter and some of them don’t. They’re all gonna be included anyway, though, because I said so :]

His full legal name is Grian H. Dreamslayer. Why? Because Scar said so LMAO. I literally have no clue what the “H” even stands for (Hermit?) but like. Does it really matter? Idk man he’s just some guy so I’m not gonna think about it that much

He is an avian hybrid, with traits specifically derived from crows. He also has “Watcher” traits, which are manifested visually as pink/purple-y feathers & an Evo symbol on his forehead. He also has “void magic”, which is basically the ability to harness the void and bend it to his will. However, he doesn’t like his Watcher traits, so he uses the void to hide them! He can make permanent darkness cover his feathers so all of them look black, and casts his forehead in shadow to hide the symbol. He also tends to hide his headwings, which he does by creating a sort of “rift” around them so they aren’t visible.

Grian is very reactive to his environment. He’s willing to be proactive when the situation calls for it—especially because he’s a natural leader—but, he usually prefers to see how things happen naturally. He’s somewhat complacent out of reflex, but when he’s in his right mind, he hates taking orders & is not fond of authority figures. With small/everyday things, he can be really argumentative against things he disagrees with. In important situations, however, he typically airs on the side of caution. Grian likes to pry for information, but isn’t always the most tactful. He knows knowledge is power, but sometimes he’s too conspicuous about gaining said knowledge, and people can be tipped off by it.

A few other details about him:

Smells like: wind, spring air, clean/fresh

He is street smart: has special knowledge of hunting & foraging, as well as close-quarters combat

Likes: tea, pastries (big sweet tooth)

Dislikes: coffee (he drinks it anyway and whines the whole time)

Passions: flying, studying magic

Habits/”quirks”: his wings are very emotive, he bites his nails & pulls his hair when stressed

Special, plot-relevant skills: gunslinger, knife enthusiast

He has a terrible sleep schedule (night owl)

Idk how to end a post but that’s all for now! I’ll keep posting stuff about other characters to here, I think :]

If you’re interested in reading my fic, it’s This Profession is Not Scar-Safe on AO3! Beware of hermitshipping, as it’s a Scarian-centric fic.

Thanks for listening to my drabbles :]