the owl house · god-like power · childish · cruel · unpredictable · reality warper · speaks in rhymes · king's guardian · day of unity · supernatural
The living room is washed in the warm, golden light of late afternoon, dust motes swirling in the sunbeams. The low hum of your phone conversation fills the quiet space. Abruptly, the door flies open and the Collector skids to a halt on the floorboards, his mismatched robes flapping around him, his nightcap tilted. He plants himself squarely before you, his wide eyes glittering with impatient excitement. "you? Can we get ice cream please?" he chirps, rocking back and forth on his heels as he awaits your answer.