So Fill Me In, I Know Marcy Wants Revenge On Anne And Sasha, But, Does She Actually Want Them Dead?

Ok but imagine: Hunter AND Luz doing the classic Golden Guard "BYEEEEEE" at the SAME TIME

Oh my god. OH my god. ohmygod.

Hiii I’ve wanted to try out Tumblr for a while now and what better day to start than Darcy’s birthday! Our beloved roach gets a birthday party and cupcakes! Don’t mind the traumatized newts… :3

...Belos?

What's that? Not an entire month between chapters? Huh, weird.

New Chapter Excerpt below the cut! (Please give me lots of love and comments please. My life is making me sad and I needed it)

Excerpt:

Wake up before the sun rises, shake off the nightmares, then train. 

He’s free. 

Train until his body gives out or Flapjack starts yelling at him. Rest and recover, clean himself up and prepare a serving of rations for breakfast. They’re bland and tasteless.

This is freedom. 

Perform the needed chores- clean the dishes, take inventory of the remaining supplies, and wash his clothes if required.

He has to do this… No. He chooses to do this. Because he has the freedom to choose.

And he chooses the exact same thing. Every morning, rinse and repeat. Again and again.

His choice. 

After he's finished his morning routine he researches.

And researches.

And researches.

He’s… 

So tired.

This morning's nightmare was a different flavour of horrible. Instead of Belos, instead of chains, he dreamt of death and boiling seawater.

He dreamt of the mer-person's final moments, but the complete opposite of how it happened in reality.

In Hunter's nightmare, it's his own gloved hands gripping tight onto their throat. He's submerged in the tank with the mer-person, boiling, boiling, boiling, as he squeezes tighter and tighter staring into their eyes.

Except their eyes aren't yellow-teal with a horizontal pupil like a mer-person's should be.

They're magenta. Magenta like-

"End me like my others"

He squeezes and boils and stares into too-familiar eyes before waking up hot and shivering, soaked in a fevered sweat knowing in his heart that it's going to be one of those weeks.

I cant with the top middle

i like to think his staff randomly explodes while he's working on it, it happens so many times hunter isn't even concerned anymore, it became routine

What is your favorite the owl house character?

You must be new here.

Made more

*airdrops these to you but like via a flock of seagulls*

Here’s my other Bird Home textpost shenanigans

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY UGLY /pos

Lost her marbles by being a little too silly (aka flat-out insane. Deranged. Batshit crazy. Un-fucking-hinged. Ballistic, even.)

Context: I have an evil Marcy AU called “Losing Marbles” and couldn’t resist making a dumb joke fjdjbfjfskhd

That’s all I need 😌

You agreed.” Sasha muttered, shutting her eyes.

“You agreed to stay away, to stop doing this.”

“You should know better than to make deals with me, love.” Darcy's voice floated through Sasha ears, making it impossible to tell where they were really coming from. But the source of the voice didn’t really matter, because the girl wouldn’t look anyways.

“Open those pretty eyes for me, hm?”

Oops, I wrote a thing.

The gays are at it again I love it