Lmao, I'll try to make quick work of this one. For my very favorite anon, another Howl x Male!Reader!!!❤❤❤
(hi its been a hella long time 💀 im back tho and apologizing profusely for the lack of... well, doing things. Going through my old drafts, and publishing what i can.)
A delicious smell filled every room of the castle, drawing its inhabitants to the main room. You stirred the large pot set over Calcifer. He hummed as his flames licked the sides of the pot, hoping for a drop of something inside.
"You know, I would almost go as far to say that you have become a better cook than I, n/n." Sofie spoke with a smile. She knew of you and Howl, and had not hated you for it. As long as you were happy, so was she.. You laughed. "I dare not even dream of it! You know just as well as I that no one can surpass your apple pie."
"Can I try some of each of those things, please? The pie and the delicious smell inside this pot." Calcifer asked, crackling. "Me too! That smells great!" Markl said, jumping the last few stairs.
This special occasion was to mark the possibility of your death. Howl, the damn coward, decided to send you to Sullivan instead of going himself. Though that would also insure his death. Either way, it wasn't pleasant.
You were about to speak again when the stairs creaked and the now dark haired man entered the room. "Howl." You said, a soft, loving smile tugging at your lips.
"What have you done to make the house smell so amazing, my dear?" He asked, striding towards the fireplace carefully. Sofie's smile faltered, but only for a moment.
"Beef stew. Thought it might lift some spirits." You replied. Howl's elegant fingers found the small of your back and you twitched, just a bit. "Well its definelty lifted mine!" Calcifer seemed to dance.
"Good. Because you get your own bowl as well." Calcifer burned brighter with glee.
"You spoil him, my dear." Howl murmured, pressing a soft kiss to your cheek before walking over to the door.
You frowned slightly, eyebrows furrowing. "Howl? Where are you off to?"
Howl didn't look back at you. "I'm afraid i must leave you to your own devices for a while. I have work to attend to." Calcifer frowned too, his flames dying down slightly.
"Howl-" You tried, even as the colored wheel above the door clicked twice, and dinged on black.
"I'll be alright, my dear. Be back soon."
And so.. he was gone. Into the void through the magic door.
You sighed through your nose, exchanging a worries look with Calcifer.
"..wizards." Sofie huffed, getting out the plates and utensils.
"...wizards, indeed." You muttered, eyes still fixed upon where Howl had been.
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Hope you enjoyed? I apologize, i haven't written anything for a long ass time, bro 😭 Thanks for liking my fics tho!!
Can i request bloody painter's S/O making him a canvas
Love, your favorite anon
Characters: Bloody painter/ Helen Otis and Gender neutral! Reader.
CW: None
Tags: SFW, Fluff, sfw romantic themes
A/N: Hii, here's the fic (I assumed you meant fic, sorry if I got it wrong!)
Fic below:
Helen sighed as he rummaged through his art supplies bin, yet, he didn't find a single canvas. Cheers, he'd used all of them, he mentally groaned and started to see if he had any extra pocket cash laying around.
Little did he know, you were lurking around the corner and saw this all. You immediately ran outside and started the rummage around the extra scrapped ply wood that was outside. You knew at some point it would come in handy. Sure, as you searched through the pile you had gotten a few splinters and a few minor scraps but in the end it was worth it, you managed to find a nice, flat, smooth-ish piece of wood.
You knew it wasn't technically a canvas but deep down you knew it was going to work either way. You quickly ran to the nearby shed, with the piece of wood still in hand. You grabbed some sandpaper and started to smooth down any lumped bits remaining. As the dust and particles of the wood floated around you, you found your self in a pattern. It was good! This was good. Eventually you subconscious realized that the wood was flat enough. You gave a wide grin as you looked at and started to run back to Helen's transformed studio-room.
Helen jumped slightly as he heard you burst into the room, his eyes widened slightly as he quickly snapped his head around to face you. You looked so proud of yourself as you handed him the wood canvas, he couldn't help but let out a slight laugh and a smile.
"..Thank you dear." He said, quietly as he propped the wood canvas onto his stand. He gave you a quick peck on the lips before getting back to work, still looking at you time to time to give you grateful glances.
Merry Christmas! You're my favorite blog and I can't thank you enough. You opened a whole new woso world for me. When I saw many lgbt players being proud of themselves made me realize that I am completely fine being who I am. You've had a big impact on my life. ❤️
This makes me so emo. I’m so glad and so thankful you’ve accepted yourself thru woso (and my blog)!!! This is the most important take away i want anyone to get from being part of the fam and it means so much to me that you’re here 😭 merry Christmas!!! Ily ily ily
I just want to say... thank you for fighting for Finnrey AND Braime rights... there are a lot of Braimes out there who ship R*ylo and I’m like ...... why..... whyyyyy... so you are my hero and keep doing what you do you are doing the lords work
Awww this ask made me 💜❤️🧡💛💙❣️💕💖💘💞💗
also the braime stans who can pinpoint everything that is wrong with twincest (the incest, the toxicity, gaslighting, emotional manipulation, mostly done in part by cersei) and then go and ship reylo as if they’re not literally the same thing, if not way worse... worms for fucking brains. put on your clown mask since you want to act the part
Hi im the anon from yesterday and im going through a very stressful day and your blog is cheering me up. Thank you for being you(this sounds cheesy lmao)
:(( ANON ILYSM I’M GLAD!!! if you want you can go through the #posi tag it has positivity in it, and ily <3<3<3<3