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WAS SOMEONE GONNA TELL ME THAT WE GOT AN OFFICIAL HUNTLOW KISS IN CHIBIVERSE OR WAS I JUST SUPPOSED TO FIND OUT MYSELF FROM A RANDOM TUMBLR WAD ANNIVERSARY POST?!?!??

Huntlow Shots in Watching and Dreaming

Happy 2 years since Owl House's series finale! To celebrate, here's the final Huntlow shots (besides a kiss in Chibiverse) that were shown on the show.

If there's one of the things that I love the show, it's that it gave me one of the best shippings ever that I love so much. Ever since Hunter and Willow's first interaction, I just thought they would be friends, but the idea of them as a couple warms my heart so much and ever since the show ended, Huntlow just remains to be my OTP of the show. No matter where the timeskip goes, I just know that Hunter and Willow are dearly in love with each other. No matter what their future, I can see clear that theirs work for the best

Thank You, Dana Terrace for giving us one of the best ships I ever witnessed

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Tyler, barging in the room: YOU'RE NOT HAVING KIDS?!

Enid: Tyler? what? how did you get in here?? who told you?!

Tyler: WHO ELSE? AJAX! TELL ME NOW THAT YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE KIDS.

Enid: We will not be having kids.

Tyler: IF YOU WON'T HAVE KIDS, THEN WHO WILL BE FRIENDS WITH OUR KIDS?

Enid: They will find other friends.

Tyler: OH SURE, BECAUSE WEDNESDAY'S DNA PLUS MY DNA EQUALS A KID WHO KNOWS HOW TO MAKE FRIENDS. THINK ENID, THINK.

Once a little boy went to school. One morning The teacher said: “Today we are going to make a picture.” “Good!” thought the little boy. He liked to make all kinds; Lions and tigers, Chickens and cows, Trains and boats; And he took out his box of crayons And began to draw.

But the teacher said, “Wait!” “It is not time to begin!” And she waited until everyone looked ready. “Now,” said the teacher, “We are going to make flowers.” “Good!” thought the little boy, He liked to make beautiful ones With his pink and orange and blue crayons. But the teacher said “Wait!” “And I will show you how.” And it was red, with a green stem. “There,” said the teacher, “Now you may begin.”

The little boy looked at his teacher’s flower Then he looked at his own flower. He liked his flower better than the teacher’s But he did not say this. He just turned his paper over, And made a flower like the teacher’s. It was red, with a green stem.

On another day The teacher said: “Today we are going to make something with clay.” “Good!” thought the little boy; He liked clay. He could make all kinds of things with clay: Snakes and snowmen, Elephants and mice, Cars and trucks And he began to pull and pinch His ball of clay.

But the teacher said, “Wait!” “It is not time to begin!” And she waited until everyone looked ready. “Now,” said the teacher, “We are going to make a dish.” “Good!” thought the little boy, He liked to make dishes. And he began to make some That were all shapes and sizes.

But the teacher said “Wait!” “And I will show you how.” And she showed everyone how to make One deep dish. “There,” said the teacher, “Now you may begin.”

The little boy looked at the teacher’s dish; Then he looked at his own. He liked his better than the teacher’s But he did not say this. He just rolled his clay into a big ball again And made a dish like the teacher’s. It was a deep dish.

And pretty soon The little boy learned to wait, And to watch And to make things just like the teacher. And pretty soon He didn’t make things of his own anymore.

Then it happened That the little boy and his family Moved to another house, In another city, And the little boy Had to go to another school.

The teacher said: “Today we are going to make a picture.” “Good!” thought the little boy. And he waited for the teacher To tell what to do. But the teacher didn’t say anything. She just walked around the room.

When she came to the little boy She asked, “Don’t you want to make a picture?” “Yes,” said the little boy. “What are we going to make?” “I don’t know until you make it,” said the teacher. “How shall I make it?” asked the little boy. “Why, anyway you like,” said the teacher. “And any color?” asked the little boy. “Any color,” said the teacher. And he began to make a red flower with a green stem.

~Helen Buckley, The Little Boy

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i made some animated picture haha

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Dropping this artwork of Emily and Wendell from Emily Wilde's Encyclopedia of Faeries by @heather_fawcett !(the cool mechanical pencil is BACK!) I had such a pleasant time reading the wrap-up to this trilogy in Emily Wilde's Compendium of Lost Tales. I love the transition of Emily dipping her toe into Faerie from the real world in Book #1, having a foot in both worlds in Book #2, and keeping a toe in the real world while in Faerie in Book #3. It created new backdrops and stakes through her journaling journey, with Book #3 being the stakiest stakes of the three! Absolutely love these two DOLTS (Wendell's words, not mine), the best grumpy-sunshine couple since Howl and Sophie. So sad to see them go, but this trilogy seems so easy to pick up and reread again! I want to thank @delreybooks for providing me both an arc and a hard copy of Compendium; I hope to do another papercraft standee featuring the whole trilogy set soon!

THERES SO MANY

uh oh. thinking once again about largest gathering of walrus....

OMG??? MY BABIESSSSS

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