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I have a few headcanons about Lilith and Hunter’s post Belos relationship.
One being that Lilith knows that Hunter prefers his alcoholic beverages with little cocktail umbrellas in them.
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Art from @lovemoroporo ! (Commission this artist ASAP!)
I have a few headcanons about Lilith and Hunter’s post Belos relationship.
One being that Lilith knows that Hunter prefers his alcoholic beverages with little cocktail umbrellas in them.
This is so funny with no context
I get the feeling that there was some apple blood in that ice cream
BLIGHT OF THE LIVING DEAD! New chapter.
She's got an arm off!
Link ^^^
My self indulgent monster of the week (sort of ) in pre-SCOM universe continues.
Idea that probably won’t happen.
Drunk! Hunter doing his own version of Bo Burnham’s “Inside” after what’s going to happen in the next few chapters…
Except that he’s in the Owl House and not his and Willow’s house…
Not saying I’m going to write this but …
If Hunter and Lilith got drunk together again, who should babysit them? Assuming Steve is drunk too and Hooty is egging them on.
(Giving Willow and Camila a rest this time)
Who gets to deal with that mess?
Eda
Raine
Darius
Luz
Alador
King
The Collector
Gus and Matty
Perry … because he’s a masochist
Chapter 71: Jitterbug (Feat. Drunk! Hunter, Drunk! Lilith, and more.)
Memory Gus had now joined Hunter on stage. “Come on, we’re getting you home, loverboy.” The shorter witch put an arm around his friend as another voice cut through the crowd.
“LIAR! You’re a liar! Everyone knows it.” It hissed.
"I-I’m n-not.. That is …. I only… wanted.. " Memory Hunter’s hands were shaking furiously. Memory Gus was desperately trying to pull him off of the stage, but Hunter shrugged him off as he began to play once more.
A dark cloud appeared from above, swirling around in a counterclockwise motion. Sharp bolts of gray lightning flickered around him.
“Now THIS song goes out to all the haters..” Hunter began, “The haters who wanna tell me who ‘m s’poss’d ta be!...”
Thanks to @threegoblinart who helped me name the donut shop!
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SCOM micro writing notes:
Drunk! Hunter’s aesthetic as told in chapter 124
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