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laurenkmyers · 9 months
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everydays · 5 months
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Howl's Moving Castle ハウルの動く城 (2004) dir. Hayao Miyazaki
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fadeintoyou1993 · 4 months
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HOWL'S MOVING CASTLE | ハウルの動く城 (2004) dir. Hayao Miyazaki cinem. Atsushi Okui
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puppytopper · 5 months
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I keep seeing posts about aggressive violent domination of puppy boys on my dash (and for those who love that more power to you), but I am a soft dom. I want to tenderly and gently care for a sweet puppy boy.
Tell him how beautiful he is in his collar. Play tug of war with his favorite toy and say “Who’s a good boy? Who’s my good boy!” and when he barks say “Yes! You are!” and watch as his cheeks blush and his mind slips further away from human and deeper into puppy.
Let him rest in my lap on the couch, tummy up, and play with his chest and tummy and puppy cunt as he snores. Whisper how he’s such a good boy when he whines in his sleep and his cock twitches.
Fix him food and water in his bowls and when he’s finished command him to sit on my lap. Make him be so perfect and still as I slide my cock inside his warm soaked puppy cunt and command him to be still while I watch tv or play a game. And because he’s such a good puppy he doesn’t move a muscle, so I reward him with a heavy thrust every so often. Sometimes I tell him to come, untouched, and get to listen to him whimper and yip as his cunt clenches around my cock.
And when I finish my game I rest my hands on his hips before fucking him as hard and fast and deep I can, coming so hard it leaks out of him and down my thighs.
Then I scoop him up and take him into his special puppy bathroom and wash him down, listening to his soft whines and sleepy sighs and telling him how good he is, before finally laying him down in his puppy bed for the night.
I just think it would be nice to softly and gently care for and dominate a puppy boy.
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sjoongki · 4 months
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HOWL'S MOVING CASTLE ハウルの動く城
2004 | dir. Hayao Miyazaki
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howlmovingcastle · 6 months
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howl is trans because i’m trans and i said so :)
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dramatical · 9 months
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HOWL'S MOVING CASTLE (2004) dir. Hayao Miyazaki
@pscentral event 18: Adaptations adapted from Howl's Moving Castle by Diana Wynne Jones insp
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oldbrain · 8 days
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atesan · 5 months
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HOWL’S MOVING CASTLE | ハウルの動く城 | HAURU NO UGOKU SHIRO (2004), dir Hayao Miyazaki
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alemanriq · 5 months
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Oh no, a crossover again
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literalnobody · 1 year
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Today’s warm up sketches somehow transformed into drawing Book Sophie again...
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bradleysweetheart · 1 month
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boyfriend!bradley, boyfriend!bradley, boyfriend!bradley 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫
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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.”
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youkaiyume · 11 months
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Last of the sketches from Mermay request Livestream.
Howl and Sophie!
I looked at flashy betta fish and some carp.
And bonus Sea slug Heen. hehe.
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homoqueerjewhobbit · 4 months
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[Hey, where's Sophie??? She's technically a young woman who only looks like an old woman and besides everyone would vote for her and where's the fun in that?]
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hmcbook · 1 year
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