#Owl House fanfic

[just-a-soft-kid]

Darius stroked his son’s hair. The clamour of the sports game that was still blaring on the crystal ball irritated him slightly, but the crystal was just out of reach, and if he moved to turn it off he might wake up his boy. If that happened, he simply could not forgive himself.

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Art for my upcoming Dadrius fic! To be posted soon, will reblog with the link when it's done. It's the second part of my series, To Heal What Was Hurt.

[inthenameofallthingsholy]

The Timeskip

There are a ton of Huntlow fans upset that Huntlow didnt get a confession or kiss because of the timeskip, myself included, but what people are missing is how GREAT THE TIME SKIP IS FOR THE FANDOM AND SPECIFICALLY HUNTLOW

TIMESKIP MEANS MULTICHAPTER FICS

TIMESKIP MEANS MORE FANCONTENT TO BE EXPLORED

DO YOU KNOW HOW FRUSTRATING IT IS TO BE ON AO3 WHERE THERE ARE LIKE 3 SLOW BURN HUNTLOW FICS IN TOTAL!!!!!

BE GRATEFUL FOR THE TIMESKIP!

Now if you will excuse me, I shall be sitting here, waiting for the multichapter Huntlow slowburn fics with a romance novel esc confession and kiss to float my way while I procrastinate writing my When Harry Met Sally AU i’m planning

[sweetcici-123]

I’m gonna be sharing my Owl House Wips and Aus for a while now that it’s over and I’m definitely hyper fixating on them. (I’m bringing this back lol)

The Children’s House AU

Eda basically turned her house into a mini orphanage by accident after she adopted her first human. She takes in witches and humans alike and takes care of them with the occasional help of her parents. Gwendolyn is much more active and has an easier time coming over compared to Dell who sometimes stays back at their family home when he can’t make the trip. Basically Eda grows to love kids and can’t stand to see any child in any unfortunate situation. They’re all one big found family.

Luz is her newest child who is the first that wasn’t technically brought in by someone, she wandered through the portal and convinced Eda to let her stay because she “didn’t want to be sent away.” And the story goes from there.

(We are not discussing the moral implications of taking kids without going through any legal processes. I wanted a huge found family and this is how I’m making it. Legality can screw itself.)

Also Luz is 10.

[a-e-redacted]

🌟 MOONSHADOW CHAPTER 49 🌟

Moon continues to excel at ambiguous first impressions.

Banner art by @cupcakeshakesnake

FULL FIC SYNOPSIS:

Between picking up the pieces in the wake of the Day Of Unity and its aftermath, reconnecting with Raine, helping King come to terms with his newfound identity and being there for Luz as she navigates a life split between the Boiling Isles and Connecticut, Eda Clawthorne has a lot on her plate.

Taking on another, seemingly-impossible project at this point, especially one that seems particularly ill-advised, is probably not the wisest decision. But then, Eda has never been one to take the easy path in life.

And she made a promise.

AKA - The one where Eda takes it upon herself to give The Collector a second chance, and faces the challenges that go along with it.

Canon-divergent after King's Tide.

{READ THE FULL FIC HERE}

[workingsongbird]

Chapter 26 of Raine’s Enduring Care and Comfort has been posted!

[sokkas-first-fangirl]

Sneak peek 👀👀

Alador practically collapsed into his seat with a jaw-cracking yawn. Emira silently pushed a glass of apple-blood and the newest anti-depressants towards him. Truth be told, her dad looked more exhausted than ever; she hoped this would be the dose to finally make some leeway, but they only seemed to make him even more worn out than before.

But, perhaps even more importantly...

“Uh...” Emira stared at Batric, perched on her dad’s hair.

“Ed,” Alador sighed, rubbing his forehead. “Your bat’s nesting in my hair again.”

Edric shrugged, speaking around a mouthful of toast. “I can’t evict him, Dad; he pays rent.”

...Say what?

Amity looked up from her breakfast with a confused frown. Emira turned to her brother in utter bafflement. Alador blinked slowly, peering at Ed like he was speaking an incomprehensible language.

“Wait...” His eyes narrowed. “Rent? Is that why I keep finding shiny rocks under my pillow?”

“And in my shoes?” Amity added with a scowl.

“And my make-up bag?” Emira demanded.

Edric nodded. Batric nodded. They both looked very proud of themselves.

Sighing, Emira nudged the apple-blood and pills towards Alador again, giving Batric a warning stare.

“Stop leaving your ‘rent’ in my make-up,” she hissed, pointing at him. 

[violetjedisylveon]

To Grandma's House We Go!

Eda Raises Two Gods AU chapter 22

Summary: Eda and the kids go to Datura's house for the weekend.

Word count: 3.6k

Warnings: 🚫mostly fluff but references to trauma🚫

A/N: Happy Pride Month! It is the month of gays! 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️ Gwendolyn is not the grandma mentioned in the title, she and Eda still aren't on good terms, and won't be for a long while. The grandma is the swamp grandma.

Ira, archivist OC

Eda Raises Two Gods AU Masterpost

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Guilt.

Guilt was the reason they breathed, the reason their lungs expanded, taking air in and pushing it out.

Regret.

Regret was the reason they moved, the reason their muscles pulled and released, pushing them ever onward.

A desire to fix the bond that was broken was the reason star touched blood coursed through their veins.

A terrible mistake was the reason they lived.

A guilty conscience was the reason they would not die.

Their heart forever pumped blood that did not belong to them.

Emotions that were not theirs brought them back.

Yet they believed in them just as strongly.

The Star-Touched God was not their creator.

Their creator died.

But the Star-Touched God did give them a second life.

A second life and a request.

To look after this world for her.

The Star-Touched God believed she was not welcomed here, but her guilty conscience could not leave this world unattended.

They agreed to watch over their world, to tell the Star-Touched God what was happening and to alert her if anything noteworthy happened.

The Star-Touched God checked in every couple of centuries, never coming here herself, though they knew she remained close by.

The Guardianship of this world was their responsibility.

They didn't interfere with much, they stayed away from the witches unless they caused problems, like those Trappers, those they would gladly skewer.

Mostly they made sure the environment remained stable. The aftermath had been chaotic for those from before, those who came from the Titans were less affected.

They made sure to stay away from the Stain. Their muzzle wrinkled at the thought of him.

The Stain only knew of them from old legends and stories, and that was how it would stay.

They stopped, their hooves splashing the surface of the water they stood on.

The domain of the Serpent and the Tree stood before them, Boiling Mangroves guarded the shoreline, allowing for a transition between boiling seas and swamp water.

The Serpent and Tree were fiercely defensive of their lands, the Stain was not permitted here either, making it a perfect place to hide out for their former species.

They may have looked like the unicorns that once raced across the Boiling Seas with Titans, but they were something different now.

They approached the swamps.

The Serpent and Tree greeted them passively, opening themselves to let them in.

They kindly thanked their allies and trotted off to check on the herds that had made the swamps their home since the Stain started hunting them.

XXX

Enzo was practically vibrating next to her on her staff.

The kid had been more excitable, almost giddy, since yesterday. They were so excited to be going back to Datura's.

The owl beast was equally excited to be going back to Datura's, she could feel the damn bird vibrating in the back of her mind.

She swerved around the swamp growth, finally exiting the maze surrounding Datura’s dwelling.

Smoke came from the chimney.

Datura was home, preparing for their arrival in her typical fashion.

Enzo tumbled off the staff, King shooting off after him, and ran off at full speed towards the door. They knocked excitedly, bouncing in anticipation.

“Relax starshine, she's not going anywhere.” Eda chuckled, ruffling her kid's hair.

They batted playfully at her hand.

The door got thrown wide open.

“Edalyn!” A bright, happy voice exclaimed.

Eda barely had time to register who it was before the woman was giving her a bone crushing Ursa hug. She let out a pained wheeze.

“Chusi darling, you're suffocating her.” Datura called from inside the house.

“Oh, right.” Chusi chuckled, setting her back down.

“It's so good to see you!” She told her, squeezing her arms lightly.

Eda just nodded, still trying to catch her breath. The dragon woman towered over her and the kids at well over eight feet tall, she was giant. Enzo's jaw had dropped open the moment they saw her.

Datura came around from the kitchen, drying her hands as she approached her mate. Titan! Chusi made Datura look small.

“I think you've blown the children’s mind.” She whispered.

Chusi's floppy dragon ears perked up at the mention of the kids.

“Are you going to introduce us to your children, kit?” Datura prompted with a smug grin.

Eda glared up at her, the smug old witch would certainly be rubbing this in once her kids were sleeping.

“Chusi, these are Enzo and King, they're my kids.” Eda introduced her kids.

She was officially introducing Enzo and King as her kids for the first time.

She'd be lying if the pride in Datura's eyes didn't make her feel good.

“H-hello!” Enzo waved shyly, clinging to her dress with one hand.

“Hello there you little cutie.” Chusi cooed, bending down to Enzo's level, or as far as she could.

“It's wonderful to finally meet you, Marigold has told me all about you.” Chusi greeted them.

“You're a dragon!” Enzo exclaimed, immediately covering their mouth, giving Chusi an apologetic look.

“I know, it's cool right?” Chusi laughed.

“It's the coolest! I've never seen a dragon up close before!” Enzo shouted.

“Well aren't you just the sweetest thing?” Chusi ruffled Enzo's hair.

“I think there's something as sweet as you waiting in the kitchen.” She whispered, leaning closer.

Enzo’s eyes lit up with excitement, they looked to her for permission.

“Go ahead starshine.” She told them.

Both her kids raced off, Datura and Chusi watched them go fondly 

“Aw, we're grannies.” Chusi gushed, holding a hand over her heart.

“Aren't you both already great grandparents?” Eda asked.

“Soon to be double great grandparents, Altalune is going to be due in a few weeks.” Datura said warmly.

Eda knew Altalune, she was one of the pair’s younger family members, he hung around while she lived here quite a bit. Datura’s many kids and grandkids all made time to visit her throughout the year; it was a werebeast thing, even if they were more on the solitary end, they still sought to maintain a strong connection with their families.

“That's good.” she said.

Nibs slithered out of their spot in her hair, hissing for attention.

“Oh? How's our future Great Serpent doing?” Datura asked, booping Nibs’s nose.

The insufferable little noodle puffed out confidently.

“Don't boost their ego too much.” Eda pleaded.

“Aw, there's nothing wrong with giving the little guy a little confidence boost.” Chusi laughed.

“You don't have to live with the shit.” Eda huffed.

“She can't be that bad, look at that sweet little noodle.” Chusi said, lifting Nibs out of her hair.

Nibs preened at the praise, Eda rolled her eyes, Chusi was a huge softy for anything feline or serpentine. Maybe that's why she likes Datura so much. Eda thought passively as she headed inside the house.

Enzo and King were already happily eating, King had a plate piled high with all the tasty things he liked, Enzo had significantly less, the kid was still awkward about asking for stuff or doing things for themself.

Given what she'd just learned, the poor kid had an incredibly negative self perception and didn't think they deserved anything.

“Do you want some more?” She prompted them.

“Can I?” They asked, eyes shining with excitement.

“Course kiddo, didn't Datura say you can help yourself at her house?” She said, ruffling the kid's hair.

They didn't answer, instead happily reaching for another piece of blossom bread. I really need to learn how to make that. Eda thought.

“You should eat something too, kit, you're looking thin.” Datura said, coming up behind her.

The werebeast guided her to a seat right in front of all her favorites, Eda glared while the werebeast gave her a smug, cat-like grin. She crossed her arms, refusing to give Datura the easy win.

“Listen to your mother, Edalyn.” Chusi chuckled, ruffling her hair as she set Nibs down at a little spot set for them.

“She's not my- ugh!” Eda groaned, conceding defeat and slumping down at her seat.

Datura smiled happily, handing her a plate piled high with food. Eda accepted and begrudgingly ate the very delicious food, ignoring her mentor's happy, self satisfied look.

She let the kids fill Datura and Chusi in on everything that happened since they last visited, it was mostly ramblings about the shenanigans they got up to with Gailine.

Datura cooed and gushed over every little thing the kids told her, watching them with heavily dilated pupils.

A little weird for the typically more reserved werebeast, that was the kind of behavior she expected from Chusi.

She leaned over to the dragon sitting next to her, covering her mouth as she asked, “What's with Datura today?”

Chusi glanced between her and her mate, then grinned.

“Oh, she's all broody because I laid a slug* the other week, and with a new cub, she's getting all hormonal and protective. It's mostly the new baby, the slug didn't help.” Chusi said.

A biscuit hit the dragon square in the forehead. Datura was glowering at them with a face Eda could only describe as pouty.

“I'm not broody.” Datura huffed.

“Yes, Nightshade, you are.” Chusi told her, tail swaying slightly.

“Oh.” Eda hummed.

She'd heard about this from the other family members when she was younger, Datura got very cuddly apparently.

“Yep. She gets like this every time. It's adorable.” Chusi beamed.

Datura tossed another biscuit at her, Chusi caught it, smiling smugly at her wife.

“Thank you Marigold.” She said with a wink.

Datura huffed and turned away, stuffing her face with some blossom bread to hide her blushing face.

“I thought they were all pulling my leg about this! I didn't think it actually happened!” Eda snorted, covering her mouth as she tried not to laugh.

“You laugh now but you won't laugh when she drags you off to her nest.” Chusi said.

“huh?”

“Mama?” Enzo piped up.

“Yeah starshine?” Eda glanced at her kids, their plates were cleaned and stacked.

“Can we play outside?” They asked.

“Sure, you can go in the swamp but don't stray too far.” She said.

“Thanks Mama!” Enzo exclaimed, giving her a tight hug before running outside with King and Nibs on his shoulders.

She watched the kids head right for the swamps, no doubt Enzo was heading to visit Amanita’s colony to see the kittens.

“You've sure got some sweet kids.” Chusi hummed.

“Yeah, Enzo's a good kid.” Eda agreed.

“And King?” Datura raised an eyebrow.

“He's still a shit.”

XXX

“King! Slow down!” Enzo called out.

King, defiant as always, charged ahead into the dense foliage. Chuckling, Enzo ran after him, the soggy ground squelched under their feet.

Enzo leaped forward, snatching King off the ground and rolling into a rotting, mushroom covered log. Their little brother squealed in his grasp, Enzo tickled his tummy, eliciting a shrill squeak.

He stopped so King didn't end up peeing on him, again. They sat up, looking at where they had ended up in their chase.

They were at the edge of an opening in the swampy jungle containing a slightly raised grassy hill with dense clusters of berry bushes on it.

Don't think we've been here before. They thought, standing up with King in their arms.

“Wanna see if we can make any friends here?” They asked King.

Their little brother nodded eagerly. He loved getting new playmates, the ducky sock could only entertain him for so long.

Enzo stepped out of the forested area, climbing up the hill towards the nearest bunch of berries. King wiggled in their arms at the thought of more food, as though he hadn't eaten less than an hour ago.

“Little glutton.” Enzo giggled.

They leaned over the thorny bush, examining the berries. They didn't remember the name, but they did recognize the orange and yellow berries. They were safe, as safe as anything on the Isles, to eat, and they were ripe. He plucked a few, popping them into their mouth.

The berries exploded into a delightful mix of sweet and sour tang.

Citrusy!

They grabbed a few for King.

“Want some? They're tasty.” They offered.

King sniffed the brightly colored berries curiously, then shoved his face into them, squishing more berries than he ate.

“Ew, King!” Enzo whined, shaking their sticky hand in the air.

King didn't even look guilty, he just wiggled out of their grasp and started chowing down on berries. Enzo wiped his hand on their pants.

“Silly.” They said, grabbing a handful of berries for themself.

They sat next to King, observing the little critters scavenging the hill and forest from afar. It was nice.

A small group of jackalopes were scavenging around the bottom of the hill. A lookout was watching for trouble from a log, it's ears suddenly perked, flicking back.

The lookout gave a loud shriek, the rest of the jackalopes bolted up, racing off for the cover of the forest. Their own ears flicked back at the rumbling sound heading in their direction.

Before they could move, a shrill cry rang through the air.

A unicorn.

A herd of unicorns was approaching the hill.

Slowly, Enzo turned around, crouching in the bushes to obverse the familiar creatures.

They remembered playing with Este, the others, and the unicorns.

Este had shown them how unicorns got made, the effort and skill that went into carving the body properly. The blood that gave them life and immunity to the boiling waters.

The species could reproduce by itself, they wouldn't have lasted long if they couldn't, but it was like a rite of passage to create one, to carve and make life from nothing but Palistrom wood. Kinda like Palisman and witches. Este made a Palisman, she made it so they could grow with her.

Este and Papa had begun guiding them through making one of their own, they never got to finish it.

I wonder if it's still around somewhere… Palistrom wood doesn't- no! I don't deserve to finish it. Enzo shook the thought away.

The unicorns came into view, they'd changed a little, more adapted to the swamps with flowers and mushrooms growing in their manes and tails, but they weren't that different from the ones they knew, unicorns were made to fit in all environments.

The herd spread out over the hill, digging into the bushes for tasty berries. Each moved gracefully, even the clumsy babies. They looked so delicate and fragile, they knew how tough they really were. They used their horns with deadly efficiency.

Enzo leaned forwards, wanting to see them better.

A twig snapped.

“King.” Enzo hissed, grabbing hold of the little gremlin.

There was a unicorn close to the bush they were hiding behind.

The unicorn’s head snapped up in their direction, fixing them with hauntingly familiar colored eyes.

The blue was the same shade as the blood shed to first breathe life into the creatures.

They froze, staring into the delicate, dangerous creature’s eyes.

It's ear twitched, it didn't look away, even as all the others did. A happy whinny came from one of the younger ones. It cheerfully raced off towards something.

The unicorn stepped closer to them, lowering its head in preparation for an attack.

A commanding neigh got the unicorn's attention, its head turned in the direction of the sound. It gave them a side glance, the edges of its muzzle flicked.

Its face opened like a flower. The concealing flaps of skin pulling back, revealing the true, fanged mouth hidden under the horse-like muzzle. It snarled, a sharp tongue lashed around, before closing its mouth and galloping back up the hill towards whatever had the other unicorn’s attention.

Standing at the top of the hill was another unicorn, taller and bigger than all the rest, with a mane that floated all around it.

The unicorn that had been near them ran to its side and whinnied, flicking its tail in their direction.

The unicorn on the hill looked towards them, it gave a command to the rest to stay back.

Enzo ducked, thinking quickly to cover King in an illusion spell to make him look like some kind of dog or cat, then covered themself with their own illusion.

Their heart raced.

They knew who that was, what that was. The animals whispered about it, they called it the Star-Touched One.

They knew who where it came from.

Enzo felt a warm breath on his head, they jolted, looking up into eyes that held galaxies in them.

The Star-Touched unicorn stared down at them, nebula mane floating around their neck.

It stared into their soul.

They couldn't look away from its star filled eyes.

It was like a trance, or an interrogation.

The Star-Touched’s muzzle flaps flicked slightly.

Enzo broke eye contact, glancing down at its mouth briefly. They froze as the Star-Touched pressed it's soft, velvety muzzle into their hair, they could feel it taking in long, deep breaths.

It's trying to get my scent! Enzo realized.

Despite how long they'd been here, they still smelled like the stars, it was unmistakable if you knew what to look for.

The Star-Touched pulled back, nostrils flaring like it caught a whiff of something bad.

It eyed them curiously, Enzo couldn't meet that star filled gaze for very long.

It was too familiar.

The Star-Touched nuzzled their cheek with its soft nose, they let out a sigh of relief.

It nudged him slightly, pushing them back onto their feet. They cast a bewildered look at the once-unicorn, it flicked its mane back towards the herd, all the unicorns were on edge and antsy.

Oh, I'm scaring them. It's just protecting them. They realized.

“I-i’ll leave… if you want me to.” Enzo told the Star-Touched.

The creature’s ears flicked, it scanned the forest with narrowed eyes. It neighed disapprovingly, shaking its head.

“Is something wrong?” They asked it.

The Star-Touched nudged them forward, they tightened their grip on King, he'd been uncharacteristically calm for this whole exchange. It walked ahead of them, wrapping its tail around his arm as it passed them. It gave them a gentle tug, looking back over its shoulder when they didn't move.

“A-are you guiding me?” Enzo asked.

The Star-Touched nodded.

“O-oh, y-you don't, you don't need to, I can get back on my own.” They said.

It shook its head, snorting in disapproval. It tugged their arm again.

Guess I don't have a choice. They thought.

It tugged again, stomping impatiently.

“I'm coming, I'm coming.” They told it, following the former unicorn through the trees.

I hope it doesn't freak Mama out.

XXX

Surprisingly, the Star-Touched knew exactly where they had come from, and guided them straight back to Datura's home.

“Uh, thanks? Bye now.” Enzo awkwardly waved it goodbye, trying to walk away from the creature.

It tugged them back, shooting them a dirty look like they'd just tried to get away with something naughty.

“She said we could play, you know.” Enzo mumbled as the Star-Touched marched him to the door.

The Star-Touched had to crane its neck down to knock on the door with its horn. Enzo covered their face to hide their burning cheeks.

Chusi opened the door, Nibs was napping in her hair. She glanced at them then the Star-Touched holding them by the arm, and back to them.

“There you are kid, we were starting to get worried.” Chusi said, ruffling their hair.

They stared at her in shock.

“You're not questioning this?” They gestured to the massive creature that had decided it needed to bring them home.

“Kid, I'm literally a dragon.” She responded calmly.

“I'll take it from here.” She told the Star-Touched.

It released their arm, giving them a little nudge into the house, Enzo shot a glare over their shoulder. It snorted in a suspiciously laugh-like way.

“See ya later.” Chusi said, closing the door once the Star-Touched headed off.

“Who was that, darling?” Datura asked from the living room.

“Just Bluey, it decided Enzo here needed to come home.” Chusi said, ruffling up their hair again.

“You okay starshine?” Mama asked, standing up from her spot in the living room.

“Yeah I'm fine, King's fine too.” They said cheerfully.

Some of the tension left Mama's shoulders, she sat back down. Enzo peered at whatever they had all been sitting around.

“What’re you doing?” He asked.

“Chusi and I are doing some weaving, and I'm helping Edalyn refresh her knitting skills.” Datura said.

She was sitting on the couch facing the fireplace, to the far side of her was a really big loom, there was another on the other side that looked like Chusi was working on. Datura was working away at hers with her three back tentacles, her hands were busy with knitting something. Mama was sitting next to her with her own knitting needles, hers looked a lot messier than Datura's.

Mama noticed them staring and snorted.

“Go ahead, laugh all you want you little turd.” She said teasingly, waving her attempt around lazily.

“No, I think it's pretty good!” Enzo said.

“Your songbird always was better with textile work.” Datura chuckled.

Mama's face reddened and she hid her face in her hands.

“Not in front of the kids.” She pleaded.

Enzo cocked their head to the side.

“Who's the songbird?” They asked.

Datura and Chusi glanced at each other with matching grins.

“Well, owlet, your little disguise looks an awful lot like them.” Datura snickered.

Mama mumbled something under her breath.

“What's that supposed to mean?” Enzo asked.

“Your mom will tell you when she's ready. Or you'll bump into them.” Chusi told them.

Enzo frowned slightly at the less than satisfactory answer.

“Would you like to try knitting, Owlet?” Datura asked, offering them a pair of knitting needles.

“Really?!” Enzo nearly dropped King in their excitement.

He snarled at them in irritation, wiggling free of their grasp to go curl by the fireplace.

Enzo sat down between Datura and Mama, eagerly taking the needles from Datura.

“First step, loop the yarn on the needle…”

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*a slug is an infertile egg in the reptile world, Chusi had an infertile egg not a literal slug.

Fun fact! Unicorn muzzles open up like demigorgons, they have a true mouth hidden within the false one, their skin peels back and opens like a flower, revealing their sharp, dangerous true mouth. I thought it'd be fitting for the Boiling Isles.

The Serpent and the Tree are the ones from the story Datura told a few chapters back.

Things like the Great Serpent and the Great Tree are all beings that came about after the extinction of the Titans that were exposed to the freshly spilled Titan's Blood and did not die from it. They aren't as powerful as the Titans, but collectively they've taken over the role of Titans, protectors and guardians of their own areas, they have much smaller ranges than the Titans did, so there are more around the isles and in other parts of the world, they all have a collective beef with Titan Trappers naturally. So they've become Demi gods or the new gods.

The Guardian/Star-Touched One is not like the demi god beings, they're older and made from a different type of blood.

[localowlhousefanatic]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Owl House (Cartoon) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Masha/Vee (The Owl House), Vee & Cabin 7 Characters: Vee (The Owl House), Masha (The Owl House), Vee's Friends (The Owl House) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Soulmates, Soulmate-Identifying Marks, theyre words, Reality check, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, First Meetings, Implied Relationships, pansexual disaster Vee Noceda, this tag doesnt yet excist and its a crime, oblivious vee, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Masha is in this story obviously cus theyre great, Nonbinary Character, roof talks, Cabin 7, Is that enough tags?, Additional tags to be added if needed, POV Third Person, or poVee, Self Confidence Issues Summary:

Vee opened her mouth to protest, when Masha continued,

"No, you can't be Luz," they mused. There was no fear or confusion in their tone, only a quiet curiosity. Vee felt like a small, cornered animal, being stalked and circled by a slitherbeast- completely paralysed, unable to tear her eyes from Masha, who seemed to be completely chill about all of this. "Because I've met Luz, and she didn't get the words right," they nodded to their right arm. Vee followed the nod, and stared at the wrist in quiet disbelief. Masha had stopped covering their wrist, unveiling the still smouldering phrase.

OR

Vee's disguise would've been perfect, were it not for the strange words that appeared on her wrist. What do they mean, who is this person called Masha who makes Vee feel weird around them, and why are they so interested in her?

A soulmarks veesha story because there werent any yet and i needed to solve that.

this is my second favorite thing ive ever written i love it so much

[prodigaldaughteralice]

Owl House one-shot, post s2 finale/during s3e1 montage, Gus sees a photo of Luz with her dad on the wall and asks Camila about it. 

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~𝒮𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓈~ ʜᴜɴᴛʟᴏᴡ

I’m promoting my fanfic here on tumblr just cause I can! it’s a huntlow agnsty/whump fanfic that takes place in the human realm.

sneak peak @ chapter 1, “dream”:

Hunter's POV

I lay in bed, thinking as Gus snored beside me. It was around 3:00 AM. I sighed. 'What if we never get back to the Demon Realm? What if I never get to see my other friends again? What if I never get to play Flyer Derby with the Captain again?' I asked myself. My thoughts slowly turned to Willow, Captain of the Flyer Derby team. My mind flashed back to when we first met, she had been so kind to me, even when I was rude to her, and her friends. As I lay in bed, my eyelids began to feel heavy, and I knew I would dream of Willlow that night. 

And I did. But not how I thought I would.

I was back on the Boiling isles, but at once knew something was wrong. I was alone, and in fact, the entire island was silent. Maybe Belos had won, and every wild witch had been annihilated. I suddenly hear a maniacal laugh, and look up to see a oh too familiar shadow fall across my face

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Alador had stood up for himself several of the times that it mattered, though certainly not all of them. His track record was getting better, though, as time went on; most of his successes were recent. So why was it apparently so difficult for him to assert himself in the day-to-day? --- Darius and Alador are trying again, but Alador has an unsettling tendency to do as he's told. Darius talks to him about it.

9.3k oneshot, explicit.

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Rain, Rain, Go Away - Pipermccloud - The Owl House (Cartoon) [Archive of Our Own]

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Summary:

When the safety hover glyph doesn't work and Luz almost gets hurt, she finds herself mourning the loss of her glyphs.

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Owl House (Cartoon) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Amity Blight/Luz Noceda, Amity Blight & Hunter | The Golden Guard & Luz Noceda & Willow Park & Gus Porter, Eda Clawthorne & King Clawthorne & Luz Noceda Characters: Luz Noceda, Amity Blight, Willow Park, Hunter | The Golden Guard (The Owl House), Gus Porter, Eda Clawthorne, King Clawthorne (The Owl House), Stringbean | Snake Shifter Palisman (The Owl House) Additional Tags: Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, breakdown - Freeform, Pre-Time Skip, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort

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Runaway Sister

This is the first chapter based off this wip.

Basically Vee is Luz’s older adopted sister who occasionally tells her stories and takes her to the boiling isles to date her curiosity, but one day the 10 year old human sneaks out to get there and of course that means Vee has to go find her. Anything could be happening to her there!

Only a few of them made it out, and it was so hectic and confusing that they all got separated from each other pretty quickly and went into hiding. That’s how she found herself sneaking through a random part of town, crawling between tents.

“You look like you could use some amazing human goods!” A voice suddenly came from beside her and she let out a squeak before accidentally falling over into a tent she was creeping near. She whipped her head around only to see a strange woman talking to people in front of her stand. She couldn’t help but place a hand over her heart knowing she wasn’t caught yet.

She then slowly looked around the tent she found herself in and couldn’t help but recoil at the site of so much junk. She almost turned away to leave when she suddenly noticed a door a bit further back but clearly there.

A strange door in a tent owned by a junk collector wasn’t very promising…. But if it lead to somewhere she could safely hide then she didn’t feel like she had much choice. After a big breath, she held on close to her cloak and quickly dove through.

That ended up being a mistake seeing as though she ended up stumbling down some sudden steps that were apparently on the other side of the door making her cloak quickly fall off immediately… and she found herself looking up at a small (witch?) who seemed to suddenly have stars in her eyes.

“Are you a monster?”

She couldn’t help but let out a screech as she suddenly dove into the bushes to hide from this new person who was small but would still absolutely turn her in to the emperor.

“Y-you don’t have to be afraid of me mister monster! I promise I’m nice! I’m supperrr nice!”

She covered her ears to block out the voice. She wouldn’t believe her, she shouldn’t have just gone through that door. That stupid door. Now she’s been caught and she’ll be taken back and, and… she held her mouth to cover up her sudden hiccup as she tried to hide her cries.

“Mister monster? Are you crying?” The voice sounded even smaller than before. “I’m sorry for making you cry.” There was a rustling next to her and the small one’s head popped in suddenly. She didn’t have time to react and she went to push herself away when she noticed something different. The small (thing?) in front of her had round ears… and she was looking at her so sadly…. But why did she have round ears? Witches didn’t have round ears? This didn’t make any sense.

“I’m a girl.” Her voice barely managed to croak out after staying silent for so long. The small non-witch fully crawled into the bushes and into view before sitting on her knees and nodding.

“Sorry miss monster. I didn’t know.”

She took some deep breaths as she stared at the creature in front of her. It was so tiny. It probably couldn’t even hurt her, and it didn’t seem to have the intention to either if the way she stayed a little bit away as if to not scare her.

“I-I'm not a monster either.”

“What are you then?”

She stayed quiet. But the creature didn’t seem to be bothered by that, instead, it turned around and started talking more on its own. “I’m a human!” Her eyes went wide, a human?! There weren’t any on the Boiling Isles as far as she knew! Then again it’s not like she knew too much about the Isles either since she’s only been free for a few days.

“My name’s Luz! And I live with my mom and dad in the house over there and I always knew monsters- ah, I mean not monsters-“ it’s eyes quickly cut back to her while continuing, “were real! I can wait to tell them about you! They…” Luz? suddenly stopped when she saw how wide her eyes had gotten.

“No no no no, you can’t tell anyone about me! What if they send me back!?”

“What?”

“No no, I can’t go back! I won’t!” Luz backed up a bit but her expression didn’t register to the panicking basilisk.

Her breaths started to get deeper and she started shuffling back herself, all she could think about was being trapped in a cell again, forced to hurt other creatures just for him. It was too much, she couldn’t breathe, her hands clutched her chest…

And suddenly there were arms wrapped around her. She shook in place and almost went limp because of the sudden thought that she was helpless to stop them… but they were small thin arms. And as she was held she slowly caught her breathing as she stayed in place before she could finally focus on the human hugging her.

“Hugs always help me feel better when I’m upset. Mama always gives me hugs like this and I feel like no one could hurt me or scare me anymore.”

She looked down at the human sadly, “But I’m still scared.”

The Luz pulled away and looked up at her with furrowed eyebrows, “Mama can make you feel better, I know it. I promise she won’t hurt you.”

She stared at the tiny human for a bit longer. It seemed sincere, and it wasn’t like she had anyone else she could trust.

“Okay.”

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MOONSHADOW CHAPTER 29

The art of trolling, as portrayed by Raine Whispers.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/40031166/chapters/110958831#workskin

Awesome new banner art by @cupcakeshakesnake

FULL FIC SYNOPSIS:

Between picking up the pieces in the wake of the Day Of Unity and its aftermath, reconnecting with Raine, helping King come to terms with his newfound identity and being there for Luz as she navigates a life split between the Boiling Isles and Connecticut, Eda Clawthorne has a lot on her plate.

Taking on another, seemingly-impossible project at this point, especially one that seems particularly ill-advised, is probably not the wisest decision. But then, Eda has never been one to take the easy path in life.

And she made a promise.

AKA - The one where Eda takes it upon herself to give The Collector a second chance, and faces the challenges that go along with it.

Canon-divergent after King's Tide.

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Chapter 28 of Raines' Enduring Care and Comfort has been posted!