#[ HOWL PENDRAGON / musings. ]

[justwinginglife]

No One Asked For This

Here is a conversation that has been playing in my mind between all my fav characters that literally no one asked for and I am posting on the internet anyway.

Hoshina: So how's it feel to be her second favorite?

Howl: *cocky grin* Oh, I promise you, I'll be first place in no time at all, your bowlcut is practically handing it to me on a silver platter.

Hoshina: *scoffs* Says the guy who had a literal mental breakdown about the color of his hair.

Howl: *scowls* *is about to say something snarky but gets interrupted*

Chuuya: I'm sorry bitches, did you just say Howl is her second favorite? Because clearly I'm her second favorite, soon to be first.

Hoshina: *rolls his eyes* Shut the fuck up Chuuya, nobody asked you.

Chuuya: *raises his hands to fight* I swear to god, I will wipe the floor with your shitty itty bitty ass. What're you gonna do? Swipe your little scissors at me? Can't even shoot a gun, how are you supposed to fight literal gravity?

Hoshina: *glares daggers at him* I'm sorry, didn't she literally obsess over you for like maybe a month before she FUCKING FORGOT YOU EXISTED???

Me, interjecting: I'm sorry Chuuya, I did not mean to forget about you. There was just no merch of you so I couldn't hyperfixate as long.

Chuuya: *groans* Hannah, you're not helping. Just say I'm your favorite.

Hoshina: *smirks* She can't. First place belongs to me and always will.

Me: *shrugs helplessly*

Chuuya: *cusses*

Jinshi: *sitting smug in the corner*

We all turn to look at him.

Hoshina: And what are you so fucking smug about?

Jinshi: *tosses his hair over his shoulder* She likes all of your personalities. But when she forgets about the plot of your shows years from now and goes back to look at screenshots, she'll only be thinking about how gorgeous I am.

Hoshina: *blinks* so what I'm hearing is, your freaky ass personality wasn't enough to put you in second place so you're hoping your looks will save you? Are you even in the top three? *looks at me*

Me: *shrugs again* I don't know, Soshiro, second and third place change so frequently.

Hoshina: *smirks* But not for me, baby, I'm always number one.

Me: *blows him a kiss* Yeah you are, baby.

Tomoe and Kyo, my first anime loves, sitting in the background, sulking: Does nostalgia not mean a damn thing to you, Hannah??? No loyalty, I swear.

Gojo: *lifts a finger to speak*

Me: Shut the fuck up Gojo, I like your boyfriend better

Geto: *smirks*

Me: but I'd still fuck you any day of the week, please don't pout Satoru

Gojo: *lifts a finger to speak again*

Hoshina: Gojo, shut the fuck up, you may be the internet’s daddy but I'm her daddy.

Everyone stares at Hoshina, shocked at such a bold claim. They all know I hate using the word daddy cuz it's cringe af and I'd never use it if I wasn't fully obsessed. They all turn to me for confirmation.

Me: *blushes* Yeah. Yeah, he is my daddy.

*cue everybody flipping Hoshina off, getting in line to fight him, then saying fuck it to the line and all jumping him at once*

*he gleefully bats them away (we ignore the plot hole that is him fighting Gojo, Geto, Chuuya, Howl with his magic, Tomoe with his magic, for the sake of my love for him, he can fight anyone) with his swords and continues to be my favorite until the end of time*

-also fun fact, if you think these are my only anime husbandos, I have a numerically ordered list of like a hundred LOL-

[coreofgold]

@tragcdysewn for Howl

"Hey there, how are ya?" Markl was hiding behind the couch. "It's dusty back here."

[strwberrimilktea]

Howl Pendragon (Howl’s Moving Castle) inspired outfit! 🌞 for type A and type B hehe ( ⸝⸝•ᴗ•⸝⸝ )੭⁾⁾

[vampirodelascajas]

The thing we as a society are forgetting is: Howl Moving Castle dress garishly, not in aesthetic pastels, man has a taste and it screams in your face.

[tragcdysewn]

i’ve been looking for you - a howl pendragon and sophie hatter playlist

featured songs — when he sees me ; sara bareilles / till forever falls apart ; ashe / hopelessly devoted to you ; olivia newton-john / invisible string ; taylor swift / still into you ; paramore / somewhere only we know ; keane / me and my husband ; mitski / heart by heart ; demi lovato / i like me better ; lauv / wherever you will go ; charlene soraia

@mcrcki

[cquity]

@totouchthcstars

Love giulia_blue for capturing these book scenes

[coreofgold]

@tragcdysewn for Howl

"The order is for Michael Fisher." Markl spoke, disguised as an old man and waits for his order. Yes Markl doesn't need to disguise himself. . .but the meal is expensive for being so small; If he can disguise himself for the senior discount then he'll do it. Maybe Howl'll be proud of that. "Thank you. Have a good day" Michael left the place and when he looked around, he took off the hood of his disguise to reveal an 18 year old. Of course who should he take off the hood in front of but Howl himself. "Howl !" Markl jumped

[ofcelestialstories]

 .｡.:*☆ woah! was that HOWL JENKINS PENDRAGON walking down main street? i heard they’re not actually from ivy cove but come from HOWL’S MOVING CASTLE. they’re 26 and live in GLEN OAK HEIGHTS, but watch out because they can be  INSENSIBLE + VAIN but are actually KIND + GENEROUS despite them HAVING memories, you’ll always think of BEING VAIN AND ALWAYS WORRYING ABOUT HIS LOOKS; HAVING A REPUTATION OF STEALING  AND EATING THE LADIES HEARTS; ENJOYING TO SLITHER OUT OF UNCOMFORTABLE SITUATIONS; GIVING HIS HEART TO A DEMON TO HELP HIM SURVIVE; OFTEN THROWING TANTRUMS JUST LIKE A CHILD when imagining them. / Eiji Akaso, he/him

[musemuseum]

Howl's Moving Castle | Muses

Howl; a wizard of great renown and power. He is tempestuous, childish, and extremely dramatic before meeting his true love, who changes him into a much more mature, calm, and responsible wizard.

Sofi; a hatter in her father's shoppe, Sofi begins as a meek, quiet girl; the eldest of two. After being cursed by the Witch of the Waste, Sofi's life is turned upside down. Upon meeting her true love, the infamous wizard, Howl, Sofi is changed forever into a more confident young woman with so much passion.

[tragcdysewn]

@mcrcki​

"I'm sorry. Did I come too late?"

[coreofgold]

❖ — [howl] and [justin] browse a thrift/vintage store together

Fall/Halloween Memes || @tragcdysewn

"I think this one suits you." Justin threw a shirt at Howl for them to catch. "You and the shirt both have. . .some type of flair to it."

[tenebriism]

Those lips were going to thin as she started pounding on the door. She knew he could get to somewhere else and she could be in vain doing this but she wasn't giving up. "So you don't have to eat but at least talk to me Howl! No one's seen you in weeks and I'm getting worried!" That fist would keep pounding on the door and she would for hours if she had to. She was a very, VERY stubborn woman.

WHY IS SHE STILL HERE ?

Each resounding BANG makes his fingers twitch, his body JOLT, and his breath HITCH. Poor Calcifer PANICS from where he'd been spectating the scene, BARKING for the cowardly wizard to handle it before it, inevitably, drew a crowd or brought the whole castle down, but the wizard, truly, would rather NOT.

" Stop worrying . . . please . . . " He mumbles from the other side of the door. Easily, he could leave. Disappear and let her stumble through the door, only to be deposited into some random location far, far away from him, but he doesn't. Why ? Like much of the wizard, that, too, remains an enigma. " Why do you continue to do this to yourself ? Seeking me out . . . it will look bad to your partner. "

@lachrymosestorm ;; ♥

[tragcdysewn]

fashion aesthetics - howl pendragon

describe your muse’s aesthetic in five words or less.

give me your gender

does your muse spend a lot of time on their outfit and appearance? how long do they spend getting ready in the morning?

don’t ask me this question you do not want the answer. howl absolutely spends over an hour getting ready on a normal day they are an absolute menace in every way

does your muse consider the way they dress to be trendy? would other people agree

he doesn’t, but they also do not care. they dress like a runway model most of the time and it’s the most obnoxious thing but also incredibly fabulous so they get a pass

how often do they buy new clothes? are they the type to keep a outfit for years or replace it after one wear?

constantly. howl is a bit of a hoarder, so they keep everything and will mix and match while consistently buying new pieces of clothing to mix in

is your muse the type to accessorize? how much?

yes. rings, earrings, necklaces, they always have on enough jewelry that it will almost always make a bit of noise when he moves

how much time do they spend on skin care/makeup/grooming?

most of that hour i mentioned is spent on their hair and skin. he doesn’t wear makeup often, but sometimes he’ll spend a little extra time and put some on if they’re feeling up to it

if money and societal expectations were not a concern would your muse dress differently than they currently do? if so, how?

yeah no. howl dressed fairly average when he lived in wales, like walked around in a rugby jacket 24/7, and still dresses that way when visiting with megan, but overall they don’t give a shit

would your muse wear the same outfit two days in a row if they knew they wouldn’t run into any of the same people?

no, absolutely not. they have too many clothes to ever even consider it. he’s a mess and would never

have they started dressing differently since arriving in washington? was the transition difficult? do they prefer the clothes here or back home? if your character is unaware feel free to answer as if they are aware.

not really. howl is someone who absolutely will get stuff custom made if what they want isn’t easy to find, so being in modern dc doesn’t actually change his style at all

[cquity]

@totouchthcstars

Sleepy time ✨

[tanteichi]

howl pendragon, katsuki yuuri, victor nikiforov, hanako-kun.

.⋆｡⋆˚✧  — howl pendragon / in character.  

.⋆｡⋆˚✧  —   howl pendragon / visage.

.⋆｡⋆˚✧  —   howl pendragon / aesthetics.

.⋆｡⋆˚✧  —   howl pendragon / bonds.

.⋆｡⋆˚✧  —   howl hendragon / musings.

.⋆｡⋆˚✧  — katsuki yuuri / in character.  

.⋆｡⋆˚✧  —   katsuki yuuri / visage.

.⋆｡⋆˚✧  —   katsuki yuuri / aesthetics.

.⋆｡⋆˚✧  —   katsuki yuuri / bonds.

.⋆｡⋆˚✧  —   katsuki yuuri / musings.

.⋆｡⋆˚✧  — victor nikiforov / in character.  

.⋆｡⋆˚✧  —   victor nikiforov / visage.

.⋆｡⋆˚✧  —   victor nikiforov / aesthetics.

.⋆｡⋆˚✧  —   victor nikiforov / bonds.

.⋆｡⋆˚✧  —   victor nikiforov / musings.

.⋆｡⋆˚✧  — hanako-kun / in character.  

.⋆｡⋆˚✧  —   hanako-kun / visage.

.⋆｡⋆˚✧  —   hanako-kun / aesthetics.

.⋆｡⋆˚✧  —   hanako-kun / bonds.

.⋆｡⋆˚✧  —   hanako-kun / musings.

[catladyoftheyr]

꧁༺ 𝓜𝓲𝓭𝓷𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓡𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓿𝓸𝓾𝔃 ༻꧂

Howl Pendragon x Fem Reader

18+ ONLY

You wake up after an intimate dream and can’t fall back asleep. You try not to wake Howl as you pleasure yourself, but he wakes up and makes your dreams reality ✨

Content warnings/ Authors notes: cunnilingus, female masturbation, wet dreaming, light teasing. This one is very romantic! Lots of pet names and flowery language. You’re not gonna see cunt or cock in this one, sorry folks.

Word count: 1.1k

You woke up in a state of drowsy arousal, trying to lull yourself back into the dream you were having. In your slumber your lover was between your legs and lapping gently at your folds. You glanced over at Howl sleeping soundly beside you. He looked so peaceful, his dark hair spread on the pillowcase and the moonlight illuminating his bare chest. You wanted nothing more than to rouse him and make your dream a reality but you couldn’t bring yourself to disrupt him. The heat between your legs was growing stronger still. You knew you’d never be able to fall back asleep in this state.

You rolled onto your back and closed your eyes. You let your hands roam over your breasts through your nightgown, rolling your nipples in between your fingers and the thin fabric. You wanted to sigh, but stifled the urge as to not wake Howl. A cool breeze blew through the cracked open window, urging your nipples to stand at attention. You bit your lip as you rolled and pinched gently.

You left one hand on your breasts while letting the other graze the hem of your nightgown. You hadn’t bothered with undergarments this evening and could feel your slick as you traced your mound with a finger. You spread your legs slightly and dipped your middle finger between your labia. You let out a soft gasp as you made contact with your clitoris. The bud was incredibly sensitive and even the softest touch sent electric pleasure throughout you. You started to make small circles around the nub, unable to suppress your sounds of pleasure completely.

Your lover stirred beside you and emitted a quiet groan as he stretched. He rolled onto his side with his eyes half open, taking in the sight of you with a hand between your legs and your knees up. “Having fun without me I see” he mused in a husky voice thick with sleep.

“I didn’t want to wake you, you seemed so peaceful.”

“Oh darling, I was having the most wonderful dream about you.” Howl moved closer to kiss you, his hand gently stroking your hair. “It started something like this.” He whispered in between kisses.

“Funny you should say that. I was dreaming about you too.” Your voice dropped low and you returned Howl’s kisses. You deepened the contact, wrapping your arms behind his neck. “I want to make love, Howl.”

“Don’t worry about me, darling. Let me show you how much I love you. Giving you pleasure is my greatest joy.” Howl rolled the two of you so that he was straddling your lap. His eyes were wild with lust and adoration. He kissed you once more, sliding his tongue into your mouth. You continued to kiss passionately, tongues tangled in each other, your hands nested in his hair.

Howl started to make a trail of kisses down your body. He started at your jaw, moving down to suckle on your neck. Surely there’d be marks in the morning, but you were completely immersed in each other. He smelled like earth and smoke. You breathed deeply, trying to fill your lungs and soul with the scent of your partner. Howl continued to kiss down your collarbones, stopping to nip at your breasts through the fabric of your neglige.

Soon he’d made his way to your thighs, pushing up your nightgown to expose your lower half. He lifted his head and looked over you, seeming to take in every detail as if he was trying to memorize your image. “You’re so beautiful, my love. I just adore you.” He lowered his head again and planted on a kiss on your inner thigh. You moaned, knowing he was so close to your center of pleasure. He kissed your other thigh and moaned against your skin.

“Howl, please. I need more from you.” You groaned, trying to scoot down the bed to make contact with his mouth.

“Be patient, my love. Good things come to those who wait.” He began to run his hands over your thighs, gently massaging the soft flesh. His touch eased some of your tension, but you were dying for him to place his lips on your clitoris. Sensing your longing, he ran one of his long fingers over your slit. He repeated the motion several times, gathering your wetness on his digit before popping into his mouth and tasting you indirectly. “Just as sweet as honey. You’re my favorite elixir.” The sight drove you wild and you wanted to pin him to the bed and lower yourself onto his face just to end his teasing. Howl was clearly enjoying making a show of things, and he spread your folds gently with his hands. He sighed deeply as he gazed at your heat. “You have such a beautiful pussy.”

“Howl!” You gasped. The vulgar language had caught you off guard, but you felt a rush of warmth in your core. Your clitoris was beginning to pulse, begging for touch. “Howl please. I need you to use your mouth. Please make love to me, Howl.”

“If you insist, sweetheart. You sound so lovely when ask so sweetly.” Without warning Howl dove between your legs. He immediately began to kiss and lick at your sensitive bud. You let out cries of pleasure as you began to relive the dream that had started this midnight encounter. He lapped and sucked with fiercety. His tongue made delicious circles between your folds. You could already feel the familiar swell of pleasure begin to build in your core.

“Ah! Howl! Feels! So- Good!” Your speech was fragmented, no longer able to form coherent thoughts. You were lost in the sensation of your partner's mouth on you. Howl lapped at you as if this was his last meal. The swell of pleasure began to grow stronger, bringing you closer to the edge. “Please don’t- - stop!” You gasped. You loved when Howl indulged you like this, seeming as if there was nothing on earth he’d rather be doing than making love to you.

The pace of Howl’s actions sped up, his tongue moving with newfound urgency. He knew you were close to your climax, and wanted to ensure his performance was worthy of a standing ovation. He gripped your hips and continue to lap and suckle. Your wetness coated his lips, and was beginning to drip down his chin. Your hips bucked as your climax began. Howl kept up his pace, only slowing down when you began to pant. As your breathing slowed, your partner slowly began to withdraw from between your legs.

He leaned over to kiss you once more, allowing you to taste yourself on his lips. “I love you, darling.” He placed a soft kiss on your forehead before scooping you into his arms. Howl held you close to him, stroking your head as he lulled both of you back into a peaceful slumber.