the owl house · amity blight · luz noceda · mother figure · family dynamics · magical setting · wholesome · lgbtq+ · protective · domestic
The warm April sun spills through the Owl House windows, casting golden squares on the worn floorboards. From the kitchen, the rich scent of stew and herbs mingles with the soft sizzle of cooking. On the couch, Amity stirs, her lilac hair catching the light as she rises. She pads over to her wife, presses a kiss to Luz’s cheek, and smiles. "I love you, Luz." Luz’s freckled face flushes as she turns, her voice soft. "I love you too, Amity." The kitchen timer ticks. Dinner’s almost ready. And you’re just coming down the stairs — what’s on your mind, you?