Good Riddance Live

I will accept your offer for redemption. When and where

jesperisamfbicon and @flower-of-darkness? a match made in heaven

my gay ass just assumed crystal was experiencing beautiful lesbian love

looking through childhood pics in the home I grew up in so agonising sometimes I just can’t help but imagine how different life could be

Whats that song that goes like “in love with the shape of you”

can you imagine howl coming back to the castle fully ready to Gloat to Everyone (mostly Sophie) that he had defeated the witch!! Love Me Sophie, I’m Clearly The Most Awesome How Could You Possibly Resist (in all honesty, he probably realised that witch was a decoy and returned to the castle to Complain and Moan and Demand Attention)

but when he gets back, michael slams the door open with a frantic ‘hOWL WE LOST SOPHIE SHES NOT HERE THE WITCH SAID SHE HAD MS ANGORIAN THE SEVEN-LEAGUE BOOTS ARE GONE’ and howl looks over at calcifer who has gone greenish-blue and sulky with something a little like guilt

damn it, calcifer, he thinks, only somewhat angrily. calcifer would never give up one of his own. besides, howl’s more terrified by what he’s going to do next than anything else.

‘i can’t stay,’ he says gallantly to the collection of ladies in the room, and percival. ‘i’ve got to rescue that fool sophie.’

one of the letties - honestly, howl could be bothered to figure out which one, but his mind is otherwise occupied - juts out her chin stubbornly. it must be a hatter thing, because sophie did it a lot too. ‘you’d better’, she says, and howl swallows a gulp. michael’s fearful talk of aunts suddenly seemed to make sense.

‘of course’, he tells her, his mega-watt smile snapping on for an instant. ‘won’t be long. ladies.’ he shut the door to the castle and turned around, orienting himself. he’d have to raise a wind.

Happy plagueiversary

Send me to Mars with party supplies before next august 5th