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This analysis of Amity hits so close to home for me. Learning that it's safe to not be ice-cold professional 24/7/365, that it's safe to show emotions, that it's ok to not to hold it in until you have a nervous breakdown.

I'm so thankful to Dana Terrace for Amity's arc. Watching her development gave me the hope that it's ok to come out and be nice to yourself and not hide everything in order to remain little miss perfect.

for the ask thing, tagging @lupinblacktheone because they commented not asked, 17 and lumity! will do the goldenheart one too gimme a sec. this is a bit bad because rushed but I hope you like it anyway :]

"Blights are expected to behave properly. 

This is common knowledge. Blights are nobility and are supposed to behave accordingly. As such, you aren't supposed to lose your composure. 

This is rule one. You don't stumble over yourself, you don't burst into tears, and you're certainly not supposed to be impulsive or ridiculous. 

Amity Blight isn't very good at being a Blight. But she tried very hard for a very long time. She carries herself in the perfect little posture that feels like it'll break her back, is either stone faced or grinning smugly, a perfect golden child. She does not cry. She does not whimper. She expresses affection through very, very specific means. All of them are incredibly professional and fitting of a Blight. 

Offering a gift to a friend. A book, a new piece of jewelry, a pie. 

A compliment, professional and impersonal.

Reassurance when it's needed. 

A small touch on the shoulder. Nothing beyond what is socially acceptable, of course. Because she is a Blight, even behind closed doors. And Blights do not lose their composure. 

Amity loses her composure three times before she actually tries to be a good person. Over a badge, a duel, and Luz visiting her in the library. All of these were around a failure. Which wasn't something a Blight was allowed to be. 

She didn't lose her composure when she apologized to Willow. But it was close. Two steps from the edge, the ledge crumbling. Only a thin cloak remained, tattered and worn. So close to disintegrating that she'd expected to be struck and to be left to bleed. 

Somehow, she wasn't. 

The sports game with Luz had been the first time in a very long time anyone had held her. 

She didn't think she'd wanted to be held. 

And to be completely honest, it was incredibly embarrassing. 

Blights weren't supposed to lose their composure. They weren't supposed to turn bright red at the thought of a cool girl being on their team, they weren't supposed to bare their soul to someone that wasn't in the family, they weren't supposed to be held and carried back to the house of a wanted criminal. 

But, absurdly, she was happy. She was so, so happy. 

She'd known her mother was a bad person for a very, very long time. She still cared for her, but she wasn't under any impression she was good. But Amity had never really thought she could get out. She'd never thought she could be happy after that birthday party. And not once had she ever considered trying. 

Luz's arms were warm and she was such a dork and felt the need to be a stupid goof about everything and she thinks she wants to kiss this girl. 

But Amity is still a Blight to the public, and she can't afford to risk it. So she doesn't initiate. 

A homemade fairy pie seemed like a nice, professional way to tell her she was happy she was back. 

On the day she made a pie, she'd also broken her necklace. 

She'd wanted to break the stupid thing for years. 

(Somehow being side by side in a crumbling crater with Luz, after almost being crushed, felt safer than she'd ever felt in the manor.)

She'd meant for it to stay there. Kind words. Shoulder touches. Gifts. That's all. Luz got the message with just those. There was no need for more. 

Until she kissed her on the cheek, not because it was profesional or necessary, but because she'd wanted to for so long. 

And then Luz wanted to date her too, and then they held hands, and she's realizing she likes it. 

She likes when she holds her hand, she likes hugging her, she likes kissing her on the cheek. She likes not being professional, she likes not having to stick to gifts. She likes just being able to hold her when words won't work. Gestures still remain. She still gets her gifts and says kind things because those never stopped being how she expresses her love. 

But she likes being held. She likes kissing her. She likes not acting like Luz is her business partner. It's…nice. 

It's nice when they hold each other tightly. It's nice when she just leans against her. A voice in her head that sounds far too much like that coward of a bully reminds her it's unnecessary. She's trying so hard not to listen. It's a little easier not to listen when she has people who remind her that it doesn't have to be necessary. They tell her she can do things because she can, not because she has to. She's trying so hard to listen. Slowly, it's becoming a little easier. 

And years later, they kiss without blushing. They hold each other and it's normal. It isn't a surprise. It isn't confusing or new or stiff. It's natural. She worries about it some days, because she can't help it. The need to carry herself perfectly has been ingrained in her mind since she was old enough to know what the word meant. 

Sometimes, though, she can remember she's allowed to be soft. Softness is difficult and its a choice, but it's a choice she's learning how to make. Sometimes becomes more often, somehow. They tell her to be proud of herself. She's trying to be, and it's almost working. 

She holds Luz, because that's how Amity expresses her love. Amity is no longer a Blight, and she's no longer expected to be professional. She expresses her love through gifts and compliments and gestures as well, but mostly through touch. Because she wants to. It's unnecessary and it's comforting and it's nice and she's gotten good at not caring who sees them. 

Amity holds her girlfriend, listens to her heartbeat, and somehow she feels safe. 

She's a lot happier as "Amity" than she ever was as "Amity Blight." Amity Blight was, deep down, always afraid. But Amity wasn't. She wasn't okay all the time, but sometimes she was. Sometimes was becoming more often. And maybe that was enough.

So she leans into her arms, and she lets herself cry. Because she knows Luz, and she knows she won't be mad. No matter what her mothers says, Luz is not her. And Luz doesn't get mad at her when she breaks. 

There's a scared girl in Amity's head. There will always be a scared girl in her head. 

But she isn't scared of that girl anymore. And she's not scared of Luz. She's not scared of Willow, she's not scared of Gus, she's not scared of Hunter, and she's not scared of Ghost. 

There's a scared girl in Amity's head, and she gives that girl a hug. That scared girl is allowed to be hugged, allowed to shatter and weep, because composure isn't everything. Not anymore, and it never should've been. It wasn't fair, and she was allowed to walk away from it.

Blights were supposed to be perfect. Blights were never allowed to lose their composure. Blights were expected to behave properly. 

Amity hasn't been a Blight in four years. 

So she holds her and doesn't let go, because Amity is free, and she wants to be held. 

And that's a good enough reason. 

Luz is safe, and Amity is too. And it's enough."

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[flukelee]

Anyone else notice that Amity's tattoo is twice as big as everyone else's?

There's only one shot where it doesn't wrap around her arm.

[flukelee]

I know a lot of people just like the ships and representation, but The Owl House is literally my life and family. Short list:

Eda: my godmother (?), real life witch, will steal any unwanted sparkle thing, hates children, even has the same hair/voice/dress

Luz: my mom, bi disaster who ran away to Tajikistan at age 19 to escape her family attempts to make her normal and get married

Amity: I have never seen anyone more like me, down to studying all night until I would throw up so that I could get that valedictorian medal and my current government job in the emperor's coven. Her S2 arc is also literally my life in the past year.

Odalia: my father, and grandma too, both abusive toxic narcissists that I haven't spoken to since coming out

Alador: my grandpa, physically present but emotionally absent, no hard feelings

Terra: mother of my godmother, absolutely terrifying lady who grew water hemlock and castor beans so she could make ricin in her kitchen for fun. We're not sure if she faked her death or has actually passed.

King: my previous boss who had a new plan each week how his startup would achieve world domination

Boscha: my bestie in school who never outgrew the toxic fashionista phase

Raine: I wish I knew someone that cool

[flukelee]

After seeing Grogu hidden in Bariss Offee's hallway during Order 66, I'm so hopeful that barissoka will become canon.

But I actually doubt we will ever get to see them together again.

Art from the Instagram page of @critter-of-habit . If the Ahsoka series looks anything like this, I'll just die of happiness.

[flukelee]

Is anyone else bothered by Ahsoka saying "Master Luke" and he is like "yeah, that's my dad's 50yr old padawan, no need to give her a proper title"?

She definitely outranks him by my book. She fought an entire war and then led a rebellion while Luke was just sitting at home and playing with power converters.

Also, to be given the title of Jedi Master, the requirement was to have trained a Padawan to their promotion to being a full knight. Luke definitely hasn't done it yet.

Not even Anakin made it to being a Jedi Master. And all of a sudden Luke is a Master after two battles and a couple weeks of lifting rocks with Yoda?

[flukelee]

I'm dying to know if Amy Sedaris / Peli Motto really lost a tooth on set. It really looks like it's missing.

Either that or Disney said "hey, we spent so much money on CGI Luke, let's spend some more money and give Peli a CGI missing tooth"

[flukelee]

Din Djarin has obviously never dealt with a destroyer droid before. He's got a bunch of thermal detonators on his belt. All he had to do was drop a couple on the ground and wait 15 seconds until the destroyer walked over it. Oh, wait, Ahsoka could have taught him that ...

Ahsoka teaching Saw Gerrera how to do it

[flukelee]

Is anyone else bothered by Ahsoka saying "Master Luke" and he is like "yeah, that's my dad's 50yr old padawan, no need to give her a proper title"?

She definitely outranks him by my book. She fought an entire war and then led a rebellion while Luke was just sitting at home and playing with droids.

Also, to be given the title of Jedi Master, the requirement was to have trained a Padawan to their promotion to being a full knight. Luke definitely hasn't done it yet.

“In my book, Experience outranks everything”

[flukelee]

I hope this works. Have a pile of technical reports for work that I need to finish. They have been stuck at 80% for weeks now

Reblog the writers’ fortune cookie for luck!

[flukelee]

I'm hoping to see Ahsoka train Din Djarin. Not to be a jedi, just so he doesn't put his eye out with the darksaber. He barely understands how to turn it on.

If there's anyone who understands both Mandalore and lightsabers, it would be her. She could also give him a history lesson about his own planet.

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I don't understand why everyone is so upset with Ahsoka in ep6. Ahsoka knows she isn't qualified to teach anyone - she never became a Jedi knight in the first place. She doesn't think Luke is qualified either and that he is repeating the mistakes of the old Jedi Council. That's why she refuses to stick around and help with the school. She still admires the ideal of a new order, but it reminds her too much of the same order that betrayed her and was ready to execute her out of their own self-righteousness and hypocrisy.

Luke is just continuing the disaster lineage teaching set up by Obi Wan and a bit by Yoda. After all, it was Obi Wan who trained Anakin and then Yoda (indirectly) destroyed the entire order by involving the Jedi in the Clone Wars. Sure, while Luke was happy-go-lucky star pilot, he broke the rules. But put him in the teacher role, and of course, he is going to teach exactly what he was taught. Yoda made Luke choose between his sister and his training, and now he is making Grogu do the same. Luke believes his teachers were right, and if he enforces their rules harder, things will will work. Not that the rules of the old order were flawed and created sith out of the best students.

Now, this should have been about Boba Fett, and I think Ahsoka's headpiece looks even worse. It looks like its cheap vinyl "leather" and even more wrinkled than before. It looks like they bought it off Amazon.