loftwing

Still of Howl Pendragon half-transformed, leaning back in a chair in front of the fireplace from the Studio Ghibli movie “Howl’s Moving Castle”



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    “We never discussed ground rules,” Zelda said matter-of-factly. “And we really should have.”

    Link didn’t say anything, waiting for her to continue.

    “Obviously, no one can know it’s a ruse,” Zelda said. “If anyone finds out, my father will call off his blessing, and both of us will be back to square one.”

    Link nodded.

    Zelda suddenly felt too warm, and she decided to shuffle over to her desk, which was a good distance from Link, and dig around for a piece of paper and a quill. “It’ll be good for us to write it out,” she said, more for herself than for Link, who sat on the other side of her desk expectantly.

    Why did he look like he was waiting to get marching orders? Like he might have been almost eager for it?

    She focused on writing out the first rule. “Rule number one, no one can know.” She penned the words carefully. “We have to look genuinely head over heels for each other.”

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    “Have you threatened every person in this castle?” She hissed. “Because I haven’t heard a word of my incompetence in three and a half weeks, and only after tricking some poor unfortunate footman into speaking halfway ill of me does he break down nearly into tears and beg me to please not tell you what he’s said.”

    A faint pink blushed onto the tips of his ears. He didn’t say anything, but he didn’t have to. It was an unwilling admission of guilt.

    “Would you prefer they gossip about you, Your Highness?” His eyes lifted back to hers only when he finished speaking, and for a single moment, she was frozen under his stare. He had asked in sincerity, without any disingenuousness.

    The audacity, to ask such a question. “No,” she said, her voice falling flat. Insulting, that a man who so rarely used his voice could so easily put her in her place with it. He hadn’t even really meant to.

    For just a moment, she stared at him, waiting for him to lord his victory over her as he had so well earned. But instead he just kept staring earnestly at her, as if it were her turn to disclose, as if she was the one holding out on him.

    Finally, blessedly, he spoke again. “What would you have me do instead?”

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    “What are you doing here?” He asked evenly.

    It was obvious what she was doing there, she thought miserably, fixing the pack slung over her back. “Taking a walk,” she huffed. He could easily call out to the guards, alerting them of her presence, foiling her escape plans. But he had explaining to do, too. “What are you doing here?” She asked.

    He gave her a once over, spotting her bag. Caught. “Sneaking out,” he said.

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    As Marinette bent forward to grab another bolt of fabric, she heard something crinkle. Frowning, she dug into her pockets and found them empty. She patted herself down, finally finding the paper tucked between the bow of her apron. In Adrien’s worst handwriting—he had many kinds and she knew all of them by heart—he had scrawled her a message: 

    My room, tonight, 11th bell -CN

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    In their cottage in the South Downs, when Crowley eventually succeeds in getting Aziraphale to use a laptop, it takes Aziraphale literal hours to get past the default Windows screensavers of picturesque locations because 'oh, look, isn't it lovely, Crowley!'

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    5 times Crowley knows he’s in love with Aziraphale + 1 time he knows the reverse.

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