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A dry smile curved her lips at his response. Quite the predicament, it was. She was surprised she was so calm about it all. Was that a hint of who she was before? Delicately would she bring the food offered to her lips, taking a bite. The honey’s sweet taste coated her tongue, allowing her to savor its flavor.

As she felt an additional weight on her shoulders, the warmth now enveloped her form in a pleasant manner. And politely would another murmur of gratitude slip past her lips. Why was he being so nice —-? Was it normal for people to be so kind? Why was she so wary, in the first place?

“What I’d like to be called —….” fingers rested at the edges of the plate on her lap, grasping onto it out of frustration.

—— a name. she could at least remember her name.

“…Serenity.”

It sounded used, fitting. As if she had been called that her entire life. And for a moment, she actually felt sure of herself again. “I’d like to be called Serenity, then.”

howehll

"serenity, then. it fits you, if i do say so myself." howl picks up his cooled tea once more and downs it in a few gulps, then sets the cup aside again to be cleaned later. he waves his finger, as if he's conjuring up a spell, but it does nothing. he merely smiles.

taking a step forward, he looms over her in a non-threatening manner. she looks comfortable, so he finds no reason to ask if she is. reaching out, he touches her hair. it's in a rather odd style, now that he looks at it. are those buns on her head?

"if i were to name you, i would have named you buns head," howl's tone is joking, of course. then again, he wouldn't put it past himself to do so. though, possibly only when he's feeling spiteful. and she's done nothing to upset him.

#tranquiscent #v; so darkness i became

auroraldreamarchived

She isn’t sure how much time has gone by when she finally stirs, waking up in a bed that is not her own and propped up by various pillows. Upon opening her eyes, she takes in the frighteningly unfamiliar surroundings that have her jolting upright, incurring the wrath of the bump left behind on her head. She grabs at her temples, wincing harshly.

“Owww…” The child blinks several times to clear the sudden onslaught of dizziness that overtakes her, peering around. This certainly wasn’t Tokyo. Why had the Key brought her here? There were too many questions swimming in her young, addled mind and for the moment she didn’t have the the energy to contemplate them. Except one.

Once again, she attempts to sit up; slower this time and the ever-present ringing in her ears seems to die a little. “Where—- where am I? What is this place?” She can feel the beginning vestiges of fear welling up in her small body, threatening to come out in the form of tears, but she bites down hard on her bottom lip to quell them. Crying will not tell her anything, nor will it bring her back home.

howehll

across the room is a cradle, with a sleeping child no older than a week. a woman suddenly bustles in with a wet cloth in one hand and a basin of warm water in the other. she seems surprised when she sees the stranger is awake, but smiles nonetheless. she sinks down on the bed beside the girl, placing the cloth over her guest's forehead and setting the basin down on one of the many small tables.

"howl's been pacing ever since you arrived. trying to figure out just how you got here and how you got past his barriers!" she pats the girl's hand, then stands back up. "you're lucky, though. if it weren't for him, your concussion might have killed you. it was very bad." she walks towards the baby in the cradle, now awake thanks to his mother causing a bit of noise, and picks him up.

and just then, howl barges into the room, a smile on his face and dark hair fanning over his features.

"finally awake? good! i have plenty of questions to ask you," he chuckles. first, he gives sophie a kiss on the forehead, then tickles his son's belly, before he moves to his bed where he had graciously placed their new guest when she arrived. gingerly, howl picks up her hand and holds it in both of his own. "first of all: who in the world are you?"

#sugxrbaby #v; songs of your symmetry

howl is now officially Dad

#ooc

vapidfire

”so… did you get all that? the door just, like… opened. mamimi doesn’t know what’s what. i was just around out there like, ‘oh, cool place to take a picture’. then mamimi somehow got in…? say. say, mister. hey. can mamimi take a picture of you?”

howehll

"calcifer doesn't let just anyone in--you must be very special, if he stopped for you. you say you take pictures, hm? i'd be delighted to have you take my photo, if that's what you so please. would you like me to pose in any way? change my clothes?"

#v; so darkness i became #vapidfire #B)

sofieur

every second that passes by is somewhat painful, but sophie is strong and will remain strong. at least, she hopes she will. watery eyes only hold howl in their gaze as she tries her very best to smile up at him. “i’m… i’m all right, howl.” her voice is strained, but nonetheless determined. “michael—” she heaves a groan as she attempts the first push, but to no avail. her head is heavy as she drops it onto the pile of cushions set up behind her. “i’ll need— warm water. lots— and lots of it. if you could be a dear—!” she flinches as pain shoots up her spine then, and her already pale face turns white as a sheet as the pain overwhelms her. big tears well up in her eyes then. sophie had prepared herself mentally and physically for months now, but the actual experience was so painful! her small physique did little to help— though her hips were wide, the stress of childbirth was almost too much. still, sophie will not give up. she pushes again and again with the support of her husband and friends, nearly squeezing the life out of howl’s hands. at one point, she starts screaming in frustration. sweat drenches her skin until she’s practically overflowing, and hours and hours pass by of sophie suffering while being coaxed and urged to hang in there just a bit longer. and when the next dawn comes, sophie’s completely exhausted. she whimpers and cries softly in her husband’s arms, nuzzling for warmth because oh, it was so cold…! her sight is wavering, her breath shallow— but just before she passes out with a whisper of the wizard’s name, she gives one final push with all of her remain- ing strength. then, after a brief moment of silence, morgan’s cry is all that echoes throughout the castle and possibly all of ingary as well.

howehll

honestly, they should have fetched one of the finest doctors from kingsbury to help assist with the birth, but neither michael nor howl wanted to leave sophie's side for one second. her sweat is wiped away with wet cloths soaked in warm water, her stomach is kneaded at soothingly, and michael stays between her parted legs as she pushes and grunts and cries while howl holds her hands and kisses her face and gives soft whispers of, "it'll be all right."

hours upon hours pass. howl's exhausted, as is michael, and he imagines sophie is too. they're all starving. it seems like sophie's about to give up hope before the baby actually comes, and howl grasps at her face and tries to coax her back into consciousness before those big doe eyes slide shut. and the moment they do, a piercing cry fills the air and relief crashes over howl in a tidal wave.

howl nearly shoves michael aside, gently taking hold of the baby boy covered in blood and other fluids. the umbilical cord is cut, and once the rest of the womb follows morgan, it's quickly disposed of. not even calcifer would eat something like that. it's such a relief, for it to be done and over with. for a few moments, he cradles his baby boy close to him, not caring about the blood smearing onto his shirt, then he hands him over to michael.

"please, clean him off. i need to tend to sophie."

calcifer peeks up curiously from over his logs at the baby as michael carries him up the stairs and to the bathroom, then those beady orange eyes travel to howl and the unconscious sophie. "is she dead?"

"no, no, just tired... she'll be fine." and with a grunt, he plucks sophie off of the floor and carries her up the stairs to clean the woman and cast a spell on her, anything to numb the pain and have the process of her healing go faster. and when he's done with that, he rests sophie in their shared bed just in time for michael to hand morgan back to him. the baby's stopped crying, finally, but is now fast asleep. he's just as pale as sophie, but has wisps of black hair around his head.

howl begins to cry.

#child birth tw #sofieur #v; songs of your symmetry

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xpenjaga

Ω——{ The chin tickling didn’t go unrewarded. It lifted, and she purred quietly, lifting a paw and gently wrapping it around his hand. Ah, it was good to simply enjoy being petted. Her ears twitched, and as if on cue her stomach rumbled just a bit. Blushing madly, she shifted her slight weight just a bit,

"I am rather hungry, but I wouldn’t want to take away from your friend, and I don’t want to be any trouble," the bit about cat food registered, and she stuck her tongue out,

"I tried cat food once. Usagi told me it was ‘delicious’. It made me sick and tasted awful," a full body shudder, and she looked to the young boy. A nod was given to him, and then she looked up at Howl again. Her head tilted,

"Since I will apparently be staying with you, I must warn you that this is not my only form. I take on a human form as well, sometimes,"

howehll

a small bowl is gathered in michael's hands and he goes about putting the bits of fish inside it. he listens quietly as luna and howl speak, still finding it rather queer that this cat is from another planet and can talk. calcifer seems rather mystified as well, but howl is acting like it's the most normal thing in the world.

pieces of chicken are fed to calcifer, who gobbles them up with gusto, and the bowl of fish is handed to howl who sticks his hand inside and plucks a piece out, offering it to luna. he cants his head to the side, a smile upon his charming features.

"a human form? ah, you should show me very soon! because i'm quite curious." while she eats, he scratches her behind the ears.

#xpenjaga #v; so darkness i became

I-I want the K??

10. neck kiss.

when she arrives back at the castle from a long day of shopping at kingsbury (with howl's money, to boot), she looks absolutely frantic. her eyes are red-rimmed, tears brimming from them and spilling out over soft pink cheeks. she's so glad that howl is there, because he rushes to her side immediately to comfort her, hands on her shoulders and rubbing slowly. "what's wrong? what happened?" yet his words fall upon deaf ears, for the time being. he doesn't mind, just lets her nestle close and bury her face into his shoulder where she creates a wet spot with her tears.

when she finally speaks, it's with a shaky, hoarse voice. "some man--some drunkard--he came up to me and tried to kiss me--! and when i refused, he tried to strangle me! soldiers got there just in time!" and that's when howl notices the faint bruises upon her neck, shaped like fingers, and rage overtakes him. oh, if only he knew who this man was, he would waste no time in teaching him a lesson! howl flares up, the shadows around them beginning to move, but one look at the young woman's tear-stained face causes him to calm down. just a little.

"you don't have to worry about him anymore," he reassures, "i'll cast a protection spell on you the next time you go out. or better--i'll go with you. how does that sound?"

and this nameless young woman just nods and smiles with a soft sniffle, not even objecting when howl pushes one long pigtail over her shoulder and dips his head in to gently kiss at the bruises. it's not a lustful act, it's a calming one. it soothes her nerves, dries her tears, and makes her grasp on him loosen considerably.

"thank you."

#this is bad i couldnt think of anything im so fsorry fuck #tranquiscent

auroraldreamarchived

She was halfway between 30th and 20th Century Tokyo, amidst the ever-flowing timeline when she felt the surreptitious tug of an unknown force pulling her in a completely different direction. It felt a little like a vacuum. Chibiusa couldn’t control it; couldn’t gather her bearings and before she knew it she was

falling, falling, f a l l i n g

weightlessly through a void, until her vision unexpectedly floods with light and she hits the ground hard. The last thing that rings through her senses is the sound of a chair scraping against the floor as its pushed back and the shouts of surprised, unfamiliar voices.

Then everything fades to black.

howehll

the moment someone appears in the air of the den, howl is heaving himself out of the chair while it falls back, hitting the ground the same time the girl does. he's confused, shouting to michael to do something while calcifer crows, "i didn't let her in!" she's a tiny little thing, and looks so young, too. only a child.

howl kneels down beside her to pick her up carefully. sophie is fast asleep with morgan, it's a surprise all the commotion hasn't woken her up yet. there's a large bump forming on her head through soft, pink hair, he can feel it, and he rubs around it soothingly.

"where'd you come from?" he whispers softly, before rising to his feet with the girl still cradled in his arms. luckily, there's no blood, yet this girl possibly sustained a concussion from her landing. there's no time to ask any questions, because howl's soon working a spell on her.

#v; songs of your symmetry #sugxrbaby #shits this out #im sorry if its bad i want to write so bad but everything that comes out is poop

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About The Player Meme

howehll

FILL IN:

I like to be called: zacharie My favorite color is: blue Gender: mystery One thing you should know about me: im trash kill me already One thing you should know about my muse: he's the biggest drama queen you'll ever face in your entire life

First language: english

HIGHLIGHT:

#ooc #the mun

cemeterydreamscapes

#musing

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I want the K.

17: Goofy Kiss

howehll !!

—- She would do it for sure, this time. The Princess curled fingers into fists on her lap, determined to take the step forward.

For the past two months, she had been under the man’s care. Discovered sides to him that, perhaps, no other could truly see unless they faced what she had. And though you would think that such a reveal would deter her, to know him in such a manner despite all the mystery that still surrounded him gave her comfort.

lost and alone, she had been. and he had been the one to rescue her, despite how much trouble she was with her lost memories and lack of persona.

With a heave would she pull herself up upon hearing the door open, certain that it was Howl returning from whatever he had disappeared for in the past several days.

Upon seeing his visage would her own features soften, a smile curving her lips as she gave a quick twirl from her spot at the table ——

”Howl —…..!!” and tripping was the last thing she had expected —

strong arms quickly enveloping her falling figure, pupils dilated as lips accidentally bumped into his.

….. Oh, no. All she wanted to do was thank him and offer to clean the castle up a bit.

#TH;IS IS SO CUTE

I want the K~.

16. upside-down kiss.

"howl, what are you doing on the ceiling?" she asks the moment she steps into the den, peering up at the man who has himself seated cross-legged upon the ceiling with seemingly no issues, except for the fact that his face is bright red from all the blood rushing to it and his dark hair is hanging off his scalp awkwardly.

"practicing," came the curt reply.

"practicing what?"

"so nosy! you can be worse than old sophie, sometimes. but i digress, i'm just practicing my balance and... how long i can stay upside-down without passing out." he might have visibly blushed if it weren't for the fact his face was already a bright red anyways. megan can't help but giggle behind her hand, walking towards him so their noses squish together.

her hands tangle into his hair, and he looks at her in confusion. "you're so silly, howl," megan murmurs, before she leans in to lock their lips for a few moments. and when she walks away, there's a resounding THUD as howl falls off of the ceiling and onto the floor.

#draco-principem

I want the K

7. romantic kiss.

it seems, somehow, this mousy little girl has stolen the heart of a heartless man. she doesn't really seem his type, not the kind he'd go for, but he's become endeared by her soft voice and stuttering and nervous demeanor. yet she's kind to him all the same, doesn't fear him, and thinks of him as a friend. it's a refreshing, new feeling. yet that still doesn't mean it's really true love. he still spends his two hours in the bathroom that morning before meeting her.

and they talk. for hours, they sit and they talk about nothing and everything, basking in the warm sun, arm in arm as they walk through the streets of kingsbury. takako seems amazed by the luxurious homes and the castle in the distance, and it's all the more endearing. howl gazes down upon her with adoring eyes, reaching over with his free hand to touch hers just lightly.

it catches her attention, and when she looks up at him, he smiles warmly down at her. howl turns to her fully, taking both of her hands in his own before he murmurs, "you are, quite possibly, the most beautiful girl i've ever seen." to which she blushes and mumbles under her breath, an obvious denial of his claim. he cups her chin so she'll look at him.

and in the middle of kingsbury, in the shining sun under a great blue sky, he kisses her fully on the mouth and she returns it gladly, her small hands finding their way around the back of his neck and her nose bumping against his cheek. he inhales sharply through his nose, pulling her closer by the waist, then smiles into the kiss. yes, perfect, exactly as it should be.

#mousynezumi