#studio ghibli x reader

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Pretty Little Thing (Howl Jenkins Pendragon)

Kinktober 2022 Day Twenty-One: Collaring

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

He made it by hand. The pretty little thing it is. That was all him. Crafted every single inch of it. Poured his magic into every single part of it. And you find that being the reason why your hand always seems to make its way back to it. Even while out in public.

 Of course, you’ve gotten many questions about it. Many ladies have stopped you on the street, asking where you’ve gotten such a fine and revolutionary piece of jewelry. A few gentlemen have stopped you as well- inquiring to your softly about where they might find something quite like what you have for a woman they were holding dear to their hearts. But you couldn’t answer all the questions. The questions that mattered the most to these strangers who stopped you in the street. But you were able to answer one question each time, without fail. But it was an answer that never satisfied those who were fixing to purchase. An answer that puzzled those who were just simply curious.

 “My fiance, Howl. He gave me this necklace,” You would tell people. “He made it by hand.”

 And you don’t blame the huffs and puffs of frustration that response would earn you. The necklace draped around your neck is truly a sight to behold. It sits high up on your neck- wrapped around your throat in a way just tight enough to keep it in place. A style that it’s too common in your society of flowy skirts and airy shirts. From what you know, it is a simple silver chain wrapped in a piece of black fabric for both your comfort and style. The fabric feels like silk against your throat. Never irritating your skin. Only coddling it as you go about your days. And the color makes it easy to match with your dresses. You have yet to find an outfit that clashes with your little necklace. And you know Howl intended for it to be this way from the very start.

 Though the part that always managed to catch people’s eyes is the gem. A small, modest white gem is attached to the necklace. It’s rounded in the shape of a teardrop and hangs delicately from the fabric-colored chain. And while it may be small, you know it is mighty. The luster and the shimmer of the gem never fails to draw people’s attention to you and your necklace. It shines so sweetly. It gleams so gently. A gem so proud and so perfect, you can’t help but start to believe that perhaps Calcifer really was the fire behind the beauty of your stone. Even if every time Howl tells you that, it’s with a sly smile and a quick wink.

 But there’s a part to your necklace that only the two of you know. A part that you like the most out of every feature. A part that makes you feel adored. Loved. Wanted. Almost like it’s a secret designed to make you feel so special. 

 “This way, my dear.” 

 A secret that you can’t help but be reminded of in moments like these.

 It’s not often that you find yourself going on an outing with Howl. He hardly ever leaves the castle these days- the shopping often left up to you and Markl. So when he said he had an errand to run and he wanted you to join, you couldn’t help but grow excited. To show off the necklace was one thing. But to walk through the town as you hung off of the arm of such a handsome man- it brought a feeling of pride that you couldn’t help but love to feel. Only, he doesn’t always guide you with his arm. Because sometimes…

 “Are you alright, my dear? You looked flustered.”

 Sometimes he guides you by the necklace too.

 “I-” You find yourself starting to say something, but the words are easily lost in your throat as you find yourself unsure of what to say. Howl gives you a look of innocence as he stands a few feet away from you. Acting as if he’s not sure what could put you in such a flushed state while out in public. But behind those wide blue eyes of his, you can see his mischievous and tricky nature - clear as day. It complements the smirk he’s just barely fighting off as the corner of his lips twitch upwards. And you want so badly to give him a pointed look back as if it would be equal to the emotions you feel. But then you feel it again. “H-Howl!”

 The tug of your necklace. Closer to where he stands.

 “Ah, it seems my dear fiance has missed me,” He remarks, tone gentle and words as floaty as the breeze that surrounds you both. There is magic in the air. His magic. And the way your necklace buzzes with excitement tells you that it’s true. “Come closer, my love. You know I don’t bite.”

 You don’t know how, but he somehow manages to make you even more flustered with quiet implication in his words. Though it’s not the first time he has done this. Yet, it never fails to warm your cheeks as you watch him make the subtle flick of a wrist to pull you forward and closer to his grasp. And to any other eyes, you know it’ll look like you’ve stumbled. You know it will look like you’re tripping over your feet to get back to your fiance who had just walked a few paces ahead of you. But those eyes don’t know the truth. Like the strangers they are, they’ll look on for a moment before going about their lives. 

 But you will look at Howl. And Howl will look at you. He'll look at your eyes and your nose. Your mouth and your cheeks. Your neck and your chest-

 This next time it happens, you’re a little more prepared. Your body is a little more willing to take those steps forward as another flick of the wrist has you moving even closer to him. Pulling you closer with the necklace- the leash that only he could see. That only he can control. That only he can make. And you’ll let him. Even if it causes you a few moments of embarrassment while out in public. Even if it causes you a few moments of inconvenience while you’re doing something else.

 Because Howl gifted you a beautiful necklace. One that stands out in a crowd but fits right in with all your clothes. One that holds a spectacular but modest gem. One that allows him to pull you closer to him with magic and magic alone. And when you’re close enough to touch him, it’s a necklace that sits on your throat so perfectly, that it goes well with the feeling of his fingers grazing your neck above and below the fabric. A necklace that he made by hand. A necklace that he crafted with magic. A necklace that he controls with love. 

 A necklace that only he can take off. 

 A necklace that you never want to take off.

 Because you desire to feel its magic. You desire to feel its power. You desire to feel its connection. To its creator. To its source. To its origin. 

 To Howl.

[idyllcy]

pretty you, pretty moon - howl x reader

Howl wonders some nights what had made him fall for you.

Was it the sun in your hair as you sat in the flower field with him? Was it the moon in your eyes when you had gone stargazing with him? Or was it the way the stars seemed so much more visible with you around?

Or maybe it was the way your eyes had never been full of so much happiness around anyone else. Maybe it was the way the castle was so much more vibrant with you around.

But that didn't matter.

You rest in his bed now, hair tangled from your tossing, and Howl threads his fingers through it, pressing a gentle kiss to the tips, smile on his face almost foolishly.

How could he ever call the moon beautiful when you're right here?

You shift slightly as he chuckles, bare skin pressed to yours as you mumble something.

"love you..."

"love you too, my love."

[sleepingdeath-light]

howl pendragon + segmented smut alphabet ; 18+

minors and ageless blogs will be blocked

requested by ; anonymous (20/05/23)

character ; howl pendragon from howl’s moving castle

masterlist ; here

letters ; k / m / w

K — Kink

some of their kinks

To the surprise of nobody who has ever met him, Howl is an incredibly kinky man. A small selection of the things he’s into includes:

Bondage (both being tied up and tying you up)

Impact Play (giving and receiving)

Hair Pulling (receiving)

Dom/Sub Dynamics (as either)

Marking Kink (receiving)

Public/Semi-Public Sex

Exhibitionism

Mutual Masturbation

Mirror Sex

M — Motivation

what turns them on?

Pretty much everything you do turns this man on — but particularly seeing you wearing his clothes or watching you bend over whilst wearing something short. Kissing him on the skin just below his ear is also extremely effective at getting him hard.

W — Wild Card

a random headcanon for the character

When he’s bottoming he becomes the biggest brat you’ve ever known — full on snarky, sarcastic, antagonising and trying to regain dominance. This is because he really has a thing for being put in his place and finds you to be super hot when you’re angry and humiliating him (bonus points if you bring out some impact play and marking as a punishment to show him his place). He thinks you don’t know, but he’s more obvious than he realises and you only go along with it for his sake.

[beesonhoneytoast]

𖤓•𝐏𝐢𝐜𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬 •𖤓

» [Love In Slow Motion] «

0:27 ─〇───── 3:11 ⇄ ◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹ ↻

Howl Pendragon x GN!Reader

tw: food

(a.n: a lil howl drabble for my gays nd theys out there. shoutout to the ppl still simping for howl in 2023 y’all so real for that)

Howl was yanking you downstairs as you groggily stumbled down with the force of Howl’s pull. He’d asked you to close your eyes, which you were already complying. Not because you trusted him, but you were just still really groggy and disoriented and therefore struggling to keep your eyes open. You were also understandably confused as to why Howl decided to wake you up at the asscrack of dawn on an off-day. 

You’d missed a step on the stairs and you were suddenly falling, before you felt Howl’s warm and slender hands catch you, and set you down on the floor, your eyes finally opening up to see the front door open, and Howl now at the bottom of the stairs leading down. 

He held a basket with a red and white plaid blanket over the contents inside. 

You’d finally caught on what he’d planned.

It explained Markl’s multiple trips to the Porthaven market the day before, and why Howl didn’t come to bed until much later that night, and why he was so adamant that you stayed out of the kitchen at all costs.

You grinned widely at Howl, eagerly trotting downstairs and linked arms with your raven haired lover, letting him lead you through the early morning field of flowers, which was laid in a valley and had a pond. 

He jumped across a narrow area of the pond, and held your hand as you hopped to the same side he was on. Soon he’d stopped and set the picnic blanket down, using decorative pins from his room to keep the checkered cloth on the grass. 

Howl finally reached in the basket and pulled out the main course of your meal, serving you your portion while he ate his own. 

As the two of you ate, the sun began peeking above the crease of the valley, its rays greeting the furthest flowers from Howl and you.

Clouds of candy floss made a picturesque horizon as they towered and feathered around the bright orb as it passed higher and higher in the sky. 

Howl’s arms had wrapped around your middle and rested against your shoulder. Warm breaths tickled your neck and you felt yourself being gently rocked from side to side by the lanky man pressed against your back. 

The sensations you were receiving from the beautiful sunrise to the soothing affections provided by your wizard boyfriend were a blessing for you.

>> end.

[darlingskiss]

𝑴𝒚 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒐𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 ♡

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I love all the people that offer their art to the world and give their heart away like that. But here is a list of my favorite fics. Just as an extra reminder: i didn't write these fics, I just really enjoyed them and want to give them more attention. Enjoy lovelies ( ˘͈ ᵕ ˘͈♡).

✷ 　 　　 　 · 　 ˚ * . Yandere x Reader 　 　　 *　　 * ⋆ 　 . · 　　 ⋆ 　　　 ˚ ˚ 　　 ✦ 　 ⋆ · 　 * 　　　　 ⋆ ✧　 　 · 　 ✧　✵ 　 · ✵

✷ 　 　　 　 · 　 ˚ * . Genshin x Reader 　 　　 *　　 * ⋆ 　 . · 　　 ⋆ 　　　 ˚ ˚ 　　 ✦ 　 ⋆ · 　 * 　　　　 ⋆ ✧　 　 · 　 ✧　✵ 　 · ✵

✷ 　 　　 　 · 　 ˚ * . Twisted Wonderland x Reader 　 　　 *　　 * ⋆ 　 . · 　　 ⋆ 　　　 ˚ ˚ 　　 ✦ 　 ⋆ · 　 * 　　　　 ⋆ ✧　 　 · 　 ✧　✵ 　 · ✵

✷ 　 　　 　 · 　 ˚ * . Haikyuu x Reader 　 　　 *　　 * ⋆ 　 . · 　　 ⋆ 　　　 ˚ ˚ 　　 ✦ 　 ⋆ · 　 * 　　　　 ⋆ ✧　 　 · 　 ✧　✵ 　 · ✵

✷ 　 　　 　 · 　 ˚ * . My Hero Academia x Reader 　 　　 *　　 * ⋆ 　 . · 　　 ⋆ 　　　 ˚ ˚ 　　 ✦ 　 ⋆ · 　 * 　　　　 ⋆ ✧　 　 · 　 ✧　✵ 　 · ✵

✷ 　 　　 　 · 　 ˚ * . Tokyo Revengers x Reader 　 　　 *　　 * ⋆ 　 . · 　　 ⋆ 　　　 ˚ ˚ 　　 ✦ 　 ⋆ · 　 * 　　　　 ⋆ ✧　 　 · 　 ✧　✵ 　 · ✵

✷ 　 　　 　 · 　 ˚ * . Blue Lock x Reader 　 　　 *　　 * ⋆ 　 . · 　　 ⋆ 　　　 ˚ ˚ 　　 ✦ 　 ⋆ · 　 * 　　　　 ⋆ ✧　 　 · 　 ✧　✵ 　 · ✵

✷ 　 　　 　 · 　 ˚ * . Jujutsu Kaisen x Reader 　 　　 *　　 * ⋆ 　 . · 　　 ⋆ 　　　 ˚ ˚ 　　 ✦ 　 ⋆ · 　 * 　　　　 ⋆ ✧　 　 · 　 ✧　✵ 　 · ✵

✷ 　 　　 　 · 　 ˚ * . Other Pretty Losers x Reader 　 　　 *　　 * ⋆ 　 . · 　　 ⋆ 　　　 ˚ ˚ 　　 ✦ 　 ⋆ · 　 * 　　　　 ⋆ ✧　 　 · 　 ✧　✵ 　 · ✵

[writing-fanics]

• Studio Ghibli • Fic Ideas

. In honor of my movie theater playing Spirited Away rn I’m in the Ghibli mood .

. Spirited Away .

Haku (aged up)

Forget-Me-Not

.summary: forget me nots their favorite flower and yet when they arrive in the spirit world they return to the spirit world they have no recollection of Haku.

True Love

.summary: a spirit and a human falling in love.

Howls Moving Castle

Howl

. Daffodils .

.summary: she watched as daffodil surrounded her body symbolizing her unrequited love for howl.

Ashitaka

.nobody knows your heart .

.summary: their eyes pierced through his soul as if judging him. They didn’t speak much growling and riding away.

[ast4rg1rl]

Star Chart ✩

✩‧₊*.・  you drew stars around my scars, now I’m bleeding    ─    [welcome]

✩‧₊*.・ Avatar:  

✩  Wotw!smau masterlist 

✩  Modern!au faceclaims  ↓

- part 1  

- part 2

✩  Incorrect quotes:  ↓

- part 1   

- part 2  

- part 3

- part 4

✩‧₊*.・ My hero academia:  ↓

 coming soon.. 

✩‧₊*.・Haikyuu!:  ↓

coming soon..

✩‧₊*.・ Studio Ghibli:  ↓

 coming soon..

[judgementdaysunshine]

Sophie Hatter Masterlist

In progress

[moonly-media]

What Studio Ghibli characters will you write for?

Basically anyone tbh!!

[miniverse-zen]

What I Write For At The Moment!

Requests are considered more as suggestions than anything else.

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My Hero Academia

Kimestu No Yaiba

Tokyo Revengers

Haikyuu!!

Jujutsu Kaisen

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BTS

Stray Kidz

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Avatar (JAMES CAMERON)

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Studio Ghibli

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[manias-wordcount]

you should totally write for howl again 💖💖

Dancing With Yourself (Howl Jenkins Pendragon x Reader)

𝗔/𝗡: 𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗘 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗚𝗢 𝗜𝗠 𝗦𝗢 𝗦𝗢𝗥𝗥𝗬 𝗔𝗕𝗢𝗨𝗧 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗪𝗔𝗜𝗧 𝗕𝗨𝗧 𝗜 𝗛𝗢𝗣𝗘 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗟𝗜𝗞𝗘 𝗜𝗧

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

There’s always music playing in Howl’s castle.

  It comes from one lone grand piano. One you’ve never seen anyone sit down and play. It sits in the drawing-room with the beautiful curtains and pretty couch cushions. And if it weren’t for you constantly going around and cleaning all the nooks and cranny of the castle, you’re sure that layer of dust you found covering it would continue to grow. Yet, it’s always there- making its music spread far and wide across the castle. Weaving in and out of rooms. Climbing through windows and reaching up chimneys. Just so it could be heard. So you suppose it’s only natural. A house as magical as this one would have a few more tricks up its sleeve every time you swear you’ve found them all. Though this surprise happens to be one of the best ones of them all. 

  In the morning, it’s a springtime medley, coaxing you out of bed and onto your feet. Slow and easy starts. Light notes and quiet motifs. Helping you say hello to the world once more. By noon, it’s summertime orchestra, guiding you around the house and accompanying you on a chore-filled day. Bold, new styles to help inspire new thoughts and ideas. And explosive rhythms for when you finally get your groove. Always there to turn a lazy afternoon productive. And at night? It’s a quiet little solo. Lulling you to bed with the softest of themes and the sweetest of tunes. The very dreams that dance around your head. 

  But this afternoon, the music is a little different. 

  You noticed it while you were doing the sweeping by the stairs. Calcifer was dozing off. A midday nap was in order for the little fire demon with the brightest spark. Still, you trekked on as silently as possible, hoping to not disturb his slumber now that you’ve moved on from clearing the ashes out of his fireplace and restocking his wood. With your sleeves pushed up, hair pinned back, and your broom as your weapon, you were determined to get through your cleaning list sooner rather than later. An evening under the setting sun and rising stars with Howl and Markl sounded like a dream come true- if you’re able to get everything done in time. 

  But something was slowing you down. Something about the music. Usually, the melodies you hear are unfamiliar. A little background buzz that pushes you to go forward each time without making you stop to take in the tune that would loop over and loop without ever sounding unpleasant or repetitive to your ears. An artistic and experimental show just for you and whoever else was in the castle at the moment. But something about this time wasn’t right. Something about this time was completely different than all the days before. 

  You had heard this song before.

  You must have realized it long ago, though the thought must have only registered fully in your head now that you’ve caught yourself sweeping the same pile of dust in every which way in favor of tapping your toe to the beat. The second you became after of how much it had entrapped you, you froze, nearly dropping your broom in the process. But living with a powerful wizard and his budding apprentice has sharpened your senses. And your reflexes. Your recovery was as swift as a breath, a count to three, and there you were- off on your merry way to sweep somewhere besides the stairs. 

  But as you approached the kitchen table, your mind became caught again.  ‘What song was this?’ Your mind couldn’t help but wonder, as the motif rolled in and flooded your head. ‘Why is it so familiar?’ Your head can’t help but question, as you slowly prop the broom up against the table and take a step back. ‘Where have I heard this before?’ Your thoughts start to wander, trying to place a name, a location, a face- anything to this song. 

  But then your eyes flutter close. A blurry picture springs forth in your mind. Moving shapes. Moving colors. A scene you must have seen many times before to recall like so. A scene you must have seen when you were young. Young and inspired. Young and excited. Young and bold. It reminds you of the first day you stepped inside the infamous moving castle. It reminds you of chasing the stairs and struggling to onboard. It reminds you of what it was like seeing magic at work for the first time, But most of all? It reminds you of being held. By someone you love. By someone, you care about.

  By someone like Howl.

  And so, your hands reach out, as if to hold someone. A hand up high, as if reaching towards the sun. A hand a little lower, as if to wrap around the shoulders of someone you hold dear. You open your eyes, to face a partner that isn’t truly there-

  And you dance. 

  You dance, and you dance, and you dance. You dance to a song you just barely recall. You make up the moves as you go. You step in a circle. And then in a square. You float about the kitchen as if it were the ballroom. With your eyes slipping closed once more, you imagine that itself not by yourself, that you are dipping. But rather it is at the hands of a handsome man. With a smile on your face, you imagine that it is not by yourself that you are twirling around in a dainty circle. But rather, it is at the hands of someone you had been eyeing for a long time. And with your ears, open for nothing but the sweet sound of the piano that plays itself, you cross your arms over your chest and sway. Imaging that, it is not by yourself, but rather, by the careful and warm hands of a good friend you can’t help but wish for something more. 

  You take this moment to slow down. To remember your steps. To practice the ones you liked best. To compose your own dance routine to make sense of the faded picture that still echoes in your mind. A two-step here. A twirl right there. Hold them like so. Hold them and never let go. Picturing all the movements and all the steps over, and over again until you’re satisfied. 

  And perhaps this is a silly thing to do. Perhaps this is nothing more than you chasing a fleeting thought instead of getting your work done. You can already imagine the laughter Calicifer will bring once he wakes up to see you dancing by yourself. And you can already imagine the questions Markl will have, once he sees you moving about the room in a trance-like state. But by now, any thought of picking up the broom once more is no longer on your mind. In fact, all you can think about doing is reaching out your hands once more. 

  A hand up high, as if reaching towards the sun. A hand a little lower, as if to wrap around the shoulders of someone you hold dear. You open your eyes, to face a partner that you once thought wasn’t there-

  “May I have this dance, my dearest?”

  And you smile. Big and wide as Howl’s velvety voice as he asks you his question. Because it gives you an excuse to reach a hand as if it were the sun. And to wrap an arm around his shoulders, because he’s someone one dear. It gives you an excuse to face him. To revel in his grasp. To shine your brightest under a soft, blue-eyed gaze. 

  And dance.

[idyllcy]

milestone event : matchups/selfships!

Thank you soooo soooo much for 1k on this account oh my god 🥹

SO TO CELEBRATE! WE ARE HOSTING MATCHUPS / SELFSHIPS !

Fandoms available to request:

dc (batfam + blue beetle)

danganronpa

a date with death

apothecary diaries

saiki k

lovebrush chronicles

studio ghibli

How to request a... selfship!

Please send me an ask with...

your character of choice

what your relationship looks like

their fav pet name to use for you!

optionally, please give me

how you first meet

your favorite place to go on a date

a fun fact about your relationship

How to request a... matchup!

Please send me an ask with...

your personality

your age (minor or adult is fine)

your ideal date

your ideal type

optionally, please give me

your MBTI

your sun sign (zodiac)

your physical features (hair color, eye color, height)

And please give me a fandom! if you do not... I'll match you with whoever comes to mind first!

What you would expect to get in response to your ask:

3 images describing your guys' aesthetic

a short blurb about a random date the two of you have

random headcanons about your relationship <3

Using pretty bird as example, the section below is what to expect:

example post: pretty bird, birdie

Your eyes flicker to the screen before you, and your lips quirk up in amusement.

"What's wrong, pretty bird?" Tim looks over your shoulder, eyes flickering to your screen.

"I hit a milestone." You grin.

"Great job." He hums, pressing his lips to your forehead, humming. "Shall we go somewhere for dinner?"

"The sushi place?"

"Sure." He hums. "Get changed. I'll make the call right now."

You cheer.

Headcanons:

Tim refers to you as pretty bird (you call him birdie)

You run a Twitter for Red Robin which Tim hates (lie)

Tim loves eating your cooking, so when you have time, he makes you cook for him

You exchange recipes with Alfred on phone sometimes, and occasionally you'll call him while he cooks to see what you're missing

You have a stash of photos of the batfam caught lacking for blackmail purposes 👍

EVENT ENDED 12/15/23 || EVENT HAS ENDED!!

HAVE LOTS OF FUN!!! AND THANK YOU FOR 1K AGAIN ♥

TO FIND PREVIOUS MATCHUPS, PLEASE SEARCH #☾.matchups

[sleepingdeath-light]

if youre still taking requests, id love to see a sophie x GN!reader x howl!!! fluffy or like domestic headcanons would be great but down for anything! thank you sm!

Poly Headcanons | Howl Pendragon & Sophie Hatter

thank you for requesting!

reader is assumed as gender neutral

life with howl and sophie tends to swing between domestic bliss and wild chaos depending on the day — which shouldn’t be too much of a surprise given who your partners are

sophie and calcipher cook breakfast for the rest of the household every weekend and she won’t let you help, shooing you out of the kitchen with some very lighthearted scolding

howl is very protective of you both but also knows better than to overstep, like he’ll keep you both close when you’re visiting a town any glare at anyone who tries to flirt with either of you, but he trusts you enough to not die when left unsupervised

self care/spa dates are a must and are usually spent indoors with a hot bath, high quality skin and hair care products, comfortable clothes and a warm roaring fire (courtesy of one demon, of course)

matching jewellery? matching jewellery (howl suggested it)

howl will randomly drag one or both of you into the air and start dancing with you whilst you all laugh and try not to fall

whenever howl gets a bit much, you and sophie are able to bring him back down to earth and get him to approach a situation rationally — much to his apprentice’s appreciation

you all end up mixing and matching your clothes eventually until you can’t really remember what clothes originally belonged to who (though howl’s shirts do end up making excellent pyjamas)

magic lessons with howl and sophie? magic lessons with howl and sophie!

they’re both incredibly patient and empathetic (especially after sophie’s had her way with him and his ego) that you end up laughing through your mistakes and picking up a great deal of tips and tricks

lazy mornings with lots of cuddles and barely intelligible conversations are much more frequent after the war and you’ll usually end up staying in bed together until Marco gets bored and forces you all up

you and sophie tend to tease howl about how vain he used to be (which he’ll usually roll his eyes and huff at)

all in all, it’s a very lighthearted and warm and loving relationship filled with laughter and joking and trust and days of doing nothing at all

what bliss

[callie-the-creator]

sfw. ok, but like…can you imagine a yandere!howl pendragon? i would quite literally cry if this man was obsessed with me because like…

• you can’t run away. calcifer will most likely snitch on you. after all, he is howl’s heart

• even if you think you’re safe, you’re not. howl can disguise as who he pleases—it’s just mimicking their personalities and speech that are the issue. for all you know, yandere!howl could disguise himself as some random old lady to keep a close eye on you

— before he snatches you up to take you back to the castle ofc 😌

• you already know you’re going to be sleeping in his room, right beside him. yandere!howl doesn’t want you going anywhere. he wants you to stay at the castle…with him, calcifer, markl, where he knows you’re safe

• you don’t want to see him get mad, do you? if you anger him, then you risk yandere!howl transforming into one of his creature-like forms or worse: he’ll throw a tantrum.

— and trust me when i say that it’s hard to convince him to calm down, so good luck, soldier 🫡 you’re gonna need it

• when he comes back to the castle after being gone for days on end, yandere!howl will make it his sole mission to make it up to you by giving you your favorite flowers, cooking food for everyone, pampering you in anyway he can, and giving you lots of affection (as if he doesn’t do that already)

— you will admit…it is nice seeing someone be hopelessly devoted to you the way yandere!howl is

• what can he say? he’s clingy

[blackmarketfruitrollups]

Big Baby (Howl Pendragon X Fem!Reader)

A/N yeah this one's pretty short, sorry

Living with Howel Pendragon was nothing short of an adventure.

Between the moving castle, snippy fire demon, chaotic apprentice and melodramatic wizard, Y/N's life was rarely quiet, and never boring.

And today's adventure was picking up the pieces of a hair related meltdown.

"Come now you big baby, Sophie has apologized a hundred times about your hair!"

It had been about an hour since Howel had sprinted down the stairs shouting about his hair, and after preventing him from summoning the spirits of darkness, Y/N and Sophie had been able to haul the moping man out of the chair and up into bed. From there they had cleaned up the slimy manifestation of Howl's depressive state, much to Calcifer's relief.

And now here she was, standing in the middle of his room with her hands on her hips, scolding him for throwing such a hissy fit.

"You're a grown man and you need to act like it." She scolded. "I understand being upset, but honestly a temper tantrum was uncalled for."

He groaned, tossing his arm over his eyes before sighing out, "What use is living if I am hideous."

Y/N rolled her eyes, walking over to sit on the bed and moving his arm so she could see his entire face. Moving the hair out of his eyes, she gently cupped the side of his face with her hand, stroking his forehead with the other. She carefully coaxed him into opening his eyes, and smiled lovingly at him once he did, despite her previous frustration.

"My love I wish you could see how beautiful you are, no matter what you look like." She pressed a kiss to his forehead. "Being around you is like being bathed in sunlight, my dear. And quite frankly," she chuckled. "I quite like this new hair."

He raised a disbelieving eyebrow at her. "You do?"

"I do, darling."

"You swear it?"

"Indeed." She pressed another kiss to his forehead, drawing a smile out of him.

"Well, I guess it's not that bad." He smirked at her.

"Uh huh." She stood up and straightened out her skirt. "And now, you have someone you need to go apologize to."

"Right now?" He groaned. "Why not take a nap with me first, huh?"

"Now you baby."

[kazuha-pista-badam]

howl: if there's going to be a big dramatic scene, wait until i get back

sophie: of course. i can't flip this table by myself