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callie-the-creator · 7 months

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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

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wilteddreamsofbaldursgate · 3 months

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New dad Astarion who is about to see his newborn child for the first time.

Of course, he expects his child to be the personification of serene beauty and divine grace. Them to have their father’s silken silvern locks, his immaculately chiselled features—the artwork perfected by Tav’s wonderful watercolour eyes…

And then he actually sees the child and—well—everybody assures him that, yes, Astarion, all babies look like that barely a half hour after birth…

He kind of has to take that at face value because he hasn’t seen an awful lot of newborns in his lifetime.

But it would’ve been nice if someone had told him that newborns happen to look like shrivelled potatoes, because he’s really, really trying to not let his bewilderment show.

Astarion swallows.

Tav’s beautiful eyes are watching him, waiting for a reaction—an enthusiastic one, no less.

Maybe Tav will believe that he’s overcome with emotions at seeing his firstborn child?

“Oh my, darling, I’m…speechless,” is all he can choke out, though, being rather proud that it’s at least not a lie.

To his luck, Tav only nods dreamily, her full attention back on the odd little bundle in her arms.

“Isn’t she perfect?”

Yes, perfectly hideous.

Astarion only hums in a way of reply.

That—his daughter, he supposes—is with no doubt one of the ugliest things he’s ever seen, but he has a feeling that his honesty wouldn’t be appreciated after Tav laboured for hours to give birth to this…potato-baby.

“Come, hold her, Astarion,” Tav says, then, bidding him to sit next to her on the bed.

The mattress shifts under Astarion’s weight and he obediently holds his arms out so that Tav can gently place the sleeping child against his chest.

Now that Astarion can take a better look, he can confirm that his daughter’s hair is of an indefinable colour and that her features are neither his nor Tav’s, plain as can be. Surely it won’t stay like that?

He and Tav are so ridiculously beautiful, their child can only be drop-dead gorgeous, right?

Astarion’s stomach drops indeed when, suddenly, something occurs to him.

Oh dear, what if it’s his fault? He has no recollection of his family whatsoever; it’s very much possible that he and his immaculate looks are the exception in his lineage, and that he’s passed on only those mysterious less-than-perfect genes…Tav, as per usual, can’t be the issue!

Astarion is still catastrophizing when the bundle in his arms begins to stir.

All of a sudden, gold-speckled pale green eyes are looking up at him as if to ask what the fuck this weirdo’s problem might be.

“Oh,” the weirdo in question exclaims at once. “Darling, look, she has your eyes!”

Tav, hugging him from behind, rests her chin on his shoulder, so she can watch as Astarion’s finger tenderly strokes their baby’s chubby cheek.

Their daughter also has, as it turns out, ten fingers and toes, a cute little nose and a hungry mouth—everything that’s supposed to be there is there, and it seems to be working fine, too—which is a huge relief.

And aren’t those the tiniest pointy ears Astarion has ever seen? Let alone the unexpectedly strong fingers grasping at his!

Astarion, worries forgotten in a heartbeat, can’t help but smile at the baby in his arms.

She is perfect, after all.

Tav, face hidden in the crook of his neck, begins to tremble against his back.

For a second, Astarion thinks she’s crying but then her laughter fills the chamber. It takes her a good moment to articulate whatever it is she finds so very funny.

“She'll grow out of it, you know?” Tav giggles in between her fits of laughter.

Astarion stiffens. “Of what?”

“The turnip look. That’s what you’ve been worrying about the whole time, haven't you?”

“I was leaning more towards potatoes—but yes, I might’ve been a little worried about that,” Astarion admits sheepishly, although a grin is already tugging at his lips.

Regaining her composure, Tav reaches over Astarion’s shoulder, her hand joining his as they get to know their child.

“Give it a couple of days and she will look like your proper little elf—beautiful just like her father.”

A content sigh leaves Astarion’s lips, right before he presses them against Tav’s temple.

“That’s the second best news I’ve heard today, my heart, truly.”

#astarion #baldurs gate 3 #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #dadstarion #astarion x tav #astarion headcanons #astarion x f!tav #baldur's gate astarion #astarion ancunin #to the best worst dad #astarion father of the year every year #Inspired by Howl from Howl's Moving Castle or rather Castle in the Air #where his first words upon seeing his newborn son are “My word he's ugly!”—truly an inspirational man!#my grandma said for legal reasons i'm not allowed to call any babies ugly so these are astarion's words not mine #just so we're on the same page #emicha writes

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cloudy-em · 6 months

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Howl Pendragon Fluff Headcanons

❁ Howl is incredibly loving. He is kind, caring, loyal, a bit overdramatic, and simply an amazing man to have around.

❁ One of his favorite ways to show you love is to give gifts. And I mean he makes it his sole purpose to spoil you. Love to read? Whoops, suddenly the castle has a library. Enjoy nature? He's taking you out to see the most beautiful waterfalls he knows of.

❁ He wants you to see yourself as he sees you; like starlight. He'll try everything he can to turn you into a real narcissus. Not in a "bad" way; he just wants you to know exactly how stunning you and your soul are.

❁ Howl also loves to show you off. He walks proudly around as though parading you around with your arms hooked, your hand resting just in the crook of his elbow as he leans his head down to whisper something to you.

❁ While you're shopping for bread and speaking politely with a vendor, Howl suddenly runs his hand down your bicep. When you turn around, he's bowing and offering you a flower that he bought from a nearby stand. You blush (and he takes great pride in this) and accept his gift, and when you do, he gently lifts your hand to his lips, placing a soft kiss on the back of your hand.

❁ I personally have an idea in which Howl gifts you books and puts folded pieces of paper between the pages to point out the quotes he thinks describe you. (Would anybody read? Please comment or send an ask!)

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zeilvii · 8 months

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headcanon where Mitsumi noticed how similar Makoto and Yuzuki to the protagonists of the movie they watched...Shima-kun is just Shima-kun ☀️☀️☀️

#skip and loafer #skip to loafer #makoto kurume #yuzuki murashige #yuzumako #shima sousuke #mitsumi iwakura #howls moving castle #crossover #parody #headcanon

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sukunasdirtylaugh · 19 days

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Idea inspired by this art!

tags: sorcerer!Gojo Satoru x f!reader, au is kind of medieval, mentions of men grabbing reader out of home, burning at the stake, reader is mistaken as a witch but she is a prophetess, it’s giving castlevania x howls moving castle vibes, Satoru is a bit cocky but we love him (might do a pt 2?)

There’s a nice cottage outside the city, 15 minutes away by foot, you live in a home with your mother and brother (your father actually passed from a brutal cold three years ago, leaving you to tend to the home and seek work). It started off as a necessity, advising the horse racing, chicken fighting gamblers on what animal to place your bets on. your reply? intuition. that chicken has sturdy legs, that horse has agile movements. excuses that granted you money for the time being, for your gifts. an ability passed down by the women of your family though yours outweighed the abilities of your mother, so you remained unadvised. using your intuition to get by the day.

Word gets around that a young lady such as yourself is not married. 19, 20, 21, and now 22– you’re questioned behind your back by your neighbors at how you could possibly remain unmarried. It had been 6 months since men started disappearing in your route by your home, reportedly last seen by the lake not far from your home.

You had been labeled as an unmarried bloodsucking siren, a cursed demon who takes the bodies of young men, and although all that is false, it does not help your case that you’ve remained indoors most of your life and the fact that you’ve advised others in the world of gambling.

You were a sinner, sentenced by the court, but before that happened, a large storm broke 7 days before the fated event.

It was windy, dark, and rainy that your mother had frantically put everything away. “I’ll get the lights from the back shed!” you called, putting on a coat, a second for safe measures. the rain pours hard that it overcomes the splish splash sounds of your feet. When you’re walking towards the fence to the main road, and into the back of your home, you catch a man. wet, crouched, and seemingly pained from all the walking he did. the nearest town by foot was over an hour away, and waking in this weather surely meant he could catch a cold.

“I am sorry to burden you, miss...” the voice calls, head hooded from your eyes, “but is there any shelter I can rest for the night? I... I don’t have any-“

“It’s fine,” you speak, soft and understanding before you pull him gently by the arm, “come follow me,” and you lead him to your shed, making a bed of hay for him before you’ve taken your first coat and placed it over the hay for him to use as a blanket or mattress. the man behind you stands silent as you pull out to light a candle for him, turning to him, “it’s not much,” you say, “but you can stay here. It’s better than spending the night outside, right?” with not another word, you hand him the candle and grab the supplies you were originally here for. “stay here, I’ll be right back.” you direct softly, shortly before leaving the shed. at home, you take out a bowl and serve some leftover stew and some bread that you would have eaten in the morning, opting to give it to someone who could have needed it more than you.

“there’s some stew in here,” you say, handing the man a bowl and bread with your other hand. it’s at this moment you notice how unbelievably pale his hands are, almost like the statues outside the cathedrals. it almost leaves you speechless, and he notes. “Thank you, miss...?”

you give him your name without much thought. finishing your arrangements in the shed before you turn to him. “feel free to stay the night, or until the rain has settled. whatever will facilitate your journey, sir...?”

“Go-“ suddenly, he’s surprised that his bread has slipped past his fingers until you’re on your knees picking it up quicker than he can. It isn’t until you look up that your eyes meet his, a breathtakingly striking pair of azure eyes, bluer than any water or sky you’ve dreamed of, it leaves you silent. “Thank you,” he whispers softly, and the sound of his ragged voice reminds you where and what you’re doing. suddenly shy and remembering you’re a maiden, you’re quickly at your feet wishing him a Goodnight without another word, closing the door behind you.

He’s gone the next morning.

Several days pass and the talk of you around town grow more and more. you’ve asked your mother to keep your brother inside so as to protect him, but on the evening of the 7th day you’re harshly pulled from your home, leaving your mother with teary eyes as you’re feeling like the life out of you is being squeezed out with the way so many men manhandle you. pulling you, shoving you, shouting insults, you’re suddenly the main talk of the town as they expose you on the streets calling you horrible names: whore, slut, demon, murderer, and more. the names don’t cut as deep as the memory of being pulled away from your home.

“Burn the witch!” Cry out many, and you’re roughly shoved against a stake before rope is tied around your midsection, burning roughly against your soft skin it hurts. the town mayor gives a speech, then the priest calls your execution necessary for the good of humanity, blaming you for the deaths of over 12 men in a 6 month course. mother’s shout at you and men renounce your existence as worse than satan himself.

everyone wants you dead. and suddenly, the fire runs around you.

“God,” you call out, “please let these people see past their mistakes! you of all people know I didn’t do anything! please save my mother and brother from this fate! please spare their eyes from this shame, this torment they will carry- and please make my end as quick as possible so that I can look after them.” a long moment passes as your head is now dropped low, not long before you hear a chuckle.

“Well, that’s certainly not the type of monologue I’d expect from you.” calls a voice. he tilts your chin up to face him after your silence. you don’t know if you’re hallucinating, the fire is bound to burn you any second and your lungs burn. in front of you stands a man. tall, handsome, and pale. white hair and pink lips like the kind you’d see in paintings. and his eyes? they strike a familiarity you’ve seen before.

the man before you grins, and you can’t help but put your whole faith, even your idea of god on him as he looks at you with such admiration.

“So you’re the girl they call a witch, huh?”

amusement crosses his eyes. and yet again they are breathtaking, finer than any blue mosaic you’ve seen. possibly holier than any church you’ve stepped foot in.

“I’m not a witch, I... I’m a visionary,” you reply, trying not to grow dizzy from the fire around you. when you turn to look elsewhere, no one seems to acknowledge the man in front of you. were you hallucinating?

“So you’re another one of the freaks, huh?” He says, eyes laced with interest. “That’s why they have you here. even when you didn’t murder all those men.”

“I didn’t,” your coughing takes him by surprise and he remembers how sensitive humans can be, “I... I didn’t hurt anyone,”

“I believe you,” he says, lowly. “Tell you what. I’ll save you from this fire, and in return you can help me find out what on earth became of these men. put an end to this. deal?”

you nod, not remembering what happens moments later as the man wraps you in his arms, making you drown into a deep sleep before he kisses the crown of your head. the fire erupts and sparks behind you both as you both rise like shooting stats, terrifying the townspeople behind.

“From now on, you’ll live a life free of torment,” whispers the sorcerer, bringing you into the comfort of his cave.

#holy shit what the fuck did I just write #this feels like a mix of castlevania and also howls moving castle #ughhh #this gojo will be my weak spot #also I love the idea of these learned stories in regards to treating everyone kindly with hospitality #reminds me of beauty and the beast #Anyways will probably do a part two #gojo #jujutsu kaisen #gojo satoru #gojo satoru headcanons #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru x oc #jujutsu kaisen gojo #jujutsu kaisen gojo satoru #jujutsu kaisen satoru gojo #Satoru #gojo satoru x y/n #gojo satoru x female reader

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gamergirl-niffler · 3 months

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Christmas preparation with MHA men

Mha men & sexually abused s/o

Dabi and Bakugo(+BONUS) x hurt knee!girlfriend

MHA men with S/O adopting a cat

Todoroki men & s/o having troubles orgasming

MHA boys x S/O with abdominal pain due to ongoing gynecological issues

A Day Off || Erasermic x Fem!reader

Dabi x Shy fem!reader with remarkable combat skills

Am I An Artist? || Keigo Takami x fem!reader

Genshin man & S/O going through psychosis

Experiment || Dottore x Fem!reader

Neuvillette with s/o who broke the law

Demon Slayer men & demons x blinded s/o

Hantengu clones and chronically ill fem!reader

Douma x Shy fem!reader with remarkable combat skills

Kyojuro/Haganezuka with clingy fem!reader

Being a tsugoku of Tokito

Taking Care of Haganezuka's Injuries

Being Married to Haganezuka

In Sickness And In Health

A Treasure Heist

Technologically Challenged

Nathan ‘the lemur tamer’ Drake

Wife’s Touch I

Wife’s Touch II

Promise from Howl

#masterlist #navigation #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #genshin impact #honkai star rail #assassin's creed #anime masterlist #headcanons #mha fluff #bnha fluff #kny fluff #genshin fluff #howl's moving castle

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kms-dimple · 1 year

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okay but... do you see the vision?

#howl pendragon #aki hayakawa #howl #howl's moving castle #anime men #aki #aki csm #aki x you #aki x reader #aki headcanons #i know they're fictional but #YOU DONT UNDERSTAND #IM OBSESSED #SOBS #sobs and cries

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gender-luster · 2 years

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#howl's moving castle #howl pendragon #sophie hatter #howlsophie #autism memes #autistic headcanon

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multifandomenjoyerr · 2 months

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Howl is so regressor coded

I just finished watching the movie for the first time. He's so regressor coded?? He's so whiny, he throws tantrums and he's a big baby (in the most positive way) now I see why people say Howl is a regressor

I love him so much— I need to make content of him. If anyone had suggestions please share them!

#Howls moving castle agere #Hmc agere #sfw agere #agerespace #fandom agere #agere headcanons #multifandomenjoyerr

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quinloki · 4 months

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I have been battling a headache most of the godsdamned day, but I have had enough of a clear head to sit here and muse on AU for One piece characters I will honestly never write.

Wonderland AU:

Luffy is the Cheshire Cat - instead of enigmatic and mysterious, he just keep forgetting what he's supposed to tell you and asking for meat. Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dumb are Zoro and Sanji - but they're not really living up to their namesakes. Friends of the cat, and surprisingly good bodyguards for "Alice". Robin is the catiplillar and Franky is the "mushroom" she's seated on. He's building her wings >.> Nami is the Duchess, but less duchessness and more competence. She's only frustrated cause everyone else is useless comparatively XD the "baby" is Chopper, but he's not an infant, and the two of them are a breath of fresh air and much needed help for Alice. Brook is the White Rabbit and I don't think I need to say anything more on that one. Sabo is the The Hatter, Ace the Dormouse, and I'm not sure for the March Hare. Big Mom is the Queen of Hearts, and Kaido is the King, but he spends the entire time in a drunken sleep, completely unconcerned about what's going on. Most of her children are card knights. I feel like Katakuri would end up rebelling against his mom once it was obvious that Alice wasn't guilty of anything. Doflamingo is a game-master and supplies flamingo shaped items for the games the queen wants to play.

Then I started thinking about Howl's Moving Castle AU with Marco as Howl and I got stuck on that and haven't been able to think of anything else ^^;;; (It would most certainly have a different vibe than the movie or book, given Marco's character, but still. I wish I had the skill to draw that mashup properly.)

#quin muses #x reader #reader insert #alice in wonderland au #howls moving castle au #one piece headcanons #one piece fanfiction

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giggly-squiggily · 2 months

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Geto’s favorite movie is Spirited Away. Gojo likes to make fun of him for watching it over and over and over as if he himself doesn’t have Howl’s Moving Castle memorized.

#jjk #geto suguru #gojo satoru #spontaneous headcanons #headcanons #every movie night Geto��s first pick is Spirited Away #if he recommends something else it’s so rare Gojo and Shoko think something’s wrong #I watched Howl’s Moving Castle again last night cause it’s my comfort movie

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autistic-sophie-hatter · 1 year

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Book!Sophie being autistic coded (from an autistic person)

Blunt all the time

Don't understand social cues (ex. She thought Howl was catcalling her while he just pretend to catcall her to avoid from witch of the waste)

Shut down when she thinks Howl like Miss Angorian more than her

Impulsive af (ex. her cleaning the castle)

Talks to objects (ex. She talks to hats)

Quick learner when she first makes hats

#sophie hatter #howl's moving castle #hmc book #howl's moving castle book #hmc #dianna wynne jones #autistic coded character #autistic hc #autistic headcanon #actually autistic #actuallyautistic #max.txt

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rinupi · 8 months

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#howl's moving castle #howl pendragon #i love him #this is my headcanon #ok #dont kill me pls

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littlebabyself · 3 months

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you did howl as a cg, would you do a sophie as a cg?

oh my goodness I’d love tooo!!

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Sophie ((howls moving castle)) as a caregiver!!

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• while cleaning, she’d always have you on her hip, humming to you to keep you occupied. • she’d sew you custom clothes whenever you asked

• pretty relaxed about bed times and such but won’t let you stay up past 12

• makes THE best blanket forts

• brews great tea

• calls you cute things like dandelion, star, little one, sweetheart, gem, jewel, miracle, etc.

• bought you your own toy cleaning supplies so when you wanted, you could clean with her.

• makes good breakfast

• always sings at night, softly though, as to not wake up howl.

• refers to howl as your dada and/or bubba

• sews up all your stuffies

• always cares for your boo boo’s and puts herbs on the wound so it heals quicker

• loves to watch you and turnip head play around

• made you a custom nursery in the moving castle

• she also built you a play set in the garden area field thingy

• she has a special warm blanket that she has calcifer heat for you. Although, he’s happy to do it for you.

• crocheted you a whole blanket

• loves to take you on shopping sprees

• let’s howl fly you around sometimes, only sometimes though

• loves to show affection in any way, whether that be forehead or hair kisses or cuddles or hugs.

• always gives thorough baths after you play outside

• loves to paint you

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“awe good morning dandelion! you want some eggies? I’ll feed you if you want help, little one.”

“Ouch, that looks painful, let mama patch it up okay miracle? Awe don’t cry baby, it’s okay, I’m here. It’ll be all better.”

”You’re sick? I’m sorry sweet heart, come here I’ll pick you up and we’ll get you some meds and juice”

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hope you liked!!! 🫶🫶

#agere blog #sfw agere #sfw agere blog #wholesome #age regression #age regressor #agere #agere headcanons #agere hcs #sfw littlespace #howls moving castle agere #howls moving castle #sophie caregiver #Howl caregiver #Sophie headcannons

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octo-blobs · 2 years

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an evidently VERY UNFINISHED but fun Howl's Moving Castle x ace attorney au!!

#obsidian_portfolio #ace attorney #narumitsu #howl's moving castle #ghibli au #alternate universe #headcanon #ship art #angst #ace attorney spoilers #fanart #doodles #sketches #sketch page #lgbt #comedy

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dramatic-delirium · 29 days

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AU where Howl is considered Spiderman because his house is filled with them.

By Howl I mean Mr Howell Jenkins who owns a castle that can float.

By them I mean spiders. He houses spiders. The absolute madman. No particular reason, he just likes them. (And how they fix their webs even if you ruin them forever, which is cute but also I do not have the stomach to have spiders crawling around in my bedroom my guy)

Also he has no noticable powers, nor actual responsibilities tbh. He's Spiderman like how spider-therapist is Spiderman.

He's is not contacted by Spider society because Miguel is jealous of him sustaining a family in another universe doesn't like anomalies. Howl knows of Spider-verse and all but is, as always, an unbothered icon.

Nothing different happens.

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