#Owl House

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I have realized that the perfect form of media must have a delicate balance between absolutely heart wrenching pure emotional devastation and the most ridiculous nonsense you have ever seen in your whole life

[calebsrottingcorpse]

hits him with the pony ray (closeups below the cut)

[mmemento]

titan luz from owl house

[witch128chick]

So uhm- a *while* ago i said i'd do a certain screenshot redraw. Well, it happened:

I finallyyyy started practising lighting/shading and actually taking it seriously. I wanna get better at it!

Anyway so here's Bria bc i love this frame. Stay tuned for more <3

Close ups under the cut ^^

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“NOW EAT THIS, SUCKERRR!”

[enchantedchocolatebars]

Witte Solstice - Chapter 21

Cover art by @leespinoodle.

Fic written by me (enchantedchocolatebars) and @leespinoodle.

Summary: It's winter in the Boiling Isles, and Caleb prepares to celebrate the solstice with his wife, his friends… and hopefully, with Beardo Philip! Philip swears he'll never partake in the satanic holidays of those demonic witches. But when Caleb invites him over for the solstice… maybe he'll find himself making an exception.

Ao3 version

(Also, happy Yule Day to those who celebrate ! ❄️)

After he had killed the gobble-boar, Caleb had hauled it back home and into the shed for processing.

First, he had drained the animal, collecting its blood for later use. Then, he plucked and skinned it and salted its hide to dry it out for tanning. Finally, he disemboweled and cleaned the carcass before salting it and hanging it up to cure.

Caleb then took the blood and cleaned entrails into the kitchen, where he spent the rest of the day making black pudding sausages and baking blood bread.

By the time he placed the last loaf on the hob, the sun had long since set, and the candle Evelyn had brought in had nearly reached the end of its life.

Evelyn had returned from town not long after Caleb had finished cleaning the gobble-boar carcass, and she had immediately been able to tell that he was upset.

Caleb kept the details of his argument with Philip to himself, though, and Evelyn didn't press him.

It was enough that Philip hated Evelyn.

He didn't need to give Evelyn more reason to hate Philip back.

[mommyscarcass]

(doodle) I can rest easy knowing nobody will see this

[annajustdraws]

•⁠✧🎄✧•

[rokonrrc2]

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his captain 🌤️

[anyaflymeh]

huh

huuh

[confused-underwater]

That feeling when you spend literal years designing an oc based on one of your biggest fears and giving them a complex and detailed backstory just to find out that fucking Owl House already has the exact same character.

No hate to Owl House, though. It slaps.

[enchantedchocolatebars]

Witte Solstice - Chapter 20

Cover art by @leespinoodle.

Fic written by me (enchantedchocolatebars) and @leespinoodle.

Summary: It's winter in the Boiling Isles, and Caleb prepares to celebrate the solstice with his wife, his friends… and hopefully, with Beardo Philip! Philip swears he'll never partake in the satanic holidays of those demonic witches. But when Caleb invites him over for the solstice… maybe he'll find himself making an exception.

Ao3 version

Philip had no desire to write in his journal at the moment.

He wasn't even interested in working on his portal home or viewing the holy word.

His only wish was to slump over his desk and stew in his frustration, and that was precisely what he did.

"That Caleb...," Philip muttered harshly under his breath, still thinking about the argument he had with his brother.

"He never listens to a single word I say. Why is he so oblivious to my efforts to keep him safe?"

Philip exhaled an irritated sigh.

"Oh, why must you be this way?" the brunette began, mimicking his brother's words as he continued.

"Why can't you trust that I know what I'm doing? If you truly do care for me, why can't you accept that I'm happier here than I ever was in Gravesfield?"

Philip huffed again, clicking his tongue. "Yeah, right."

He smelled the strong, pungent odor of alcohol on his brother's breath when he hugged him.

"You only find this rancid world appealing because it allows you to be a degenerate without any consequences," he mumbled to himself.

Philip sighed a second time, resting his head on his desk.

He did care for his brother.

He really did, but he also wished there was a version of him who listened to him without arguing back and saw things his way.

The right way.

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💜 Novias! 💜

[lovemoroporo]

mom said its my turn to redraw a owl show screencap (happy 3 years of hunting palismen!!)

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[heilos]

Finally started watching The Owl House. I like these sillies a lot.