𝒑𝒍𝒖𝒔 𝒆𝒕 𝒆𝒏 𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒔.

𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 .

[sophye]

♡.

[cinemagal]

PRIDE AND PREJUDICE (2005) dir. Joe Wright

[sophye]

♡.

[shikonled]

                I want you to be happy.      I want you to laugh a lot.       I don’t know what exactly I’ll be able to do for you,    but  I’ll always be by your side.     ©

[myheartisafish]

howl: has a 24 step skincare routine

sophie: washes her face with dish soap

[lauraharricrs]

[cookiekappa]

movie vs book (i adore them both) 

[sophye]

sometimes i think about how mrs. pentstemmon told sophie she had strong magic and sophie didn’t bat an eye, like it was something she’d always known. and she had, she just didn’t think it was right for her to have magic or to be able to do anything like that, she was too plain for it, she was the one doomed for failure so she never set herself up for anything more and hh

[sandrute]

[sophye]

@bardbattled​ ‘ what did you do now ?

𝙼𝙰𝚈𝙱𝙴   𝙸𝚃'𝚂   𝙸𝙼𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙿𝙴𝚁 .               inside   the   castle,   there’s   a   tantrum   being   thrown   that   rivals   the   ones   her   sisters   used   to   toss   and   shriek   when   they   were   younger.   except   this   tantrum   is   from   a   fully   grown,   adult   man,   and   sophie   feels   not   an   ounce   of   remorse   which   is   maybe   the   most   improper   aspect   (   she’ll   never   admit   ).   she   sniffs,   feels   the   breeze   blow   her   skirts   around   her   ankles   and   pretends   to   be   oblivious   and   unaffected.   if   the   slime   makes   an   appearance,   that’s   when   she’ll   finally   step   in   and   bottle   it   up   before   it   can   extinguish   poor   calcifer   again.   for   now,   sophie,   with   her   best   posture   and   her   chin   up,   links   her   arm   with   her   apprentice.   she’s   been   by   her   side   long   enough   now   to   be   used   to   this.          ❛      i   only   cleaned   his   room.   it   was   worse   than   usual,   i   was   almost   certain   there   were   piles   that   would   come   alive   and   eat   me   every   time   i   walked   past.   how   about   we   take   a   walk ?      ❜

[sophye]

muses   significantly   older   than   sophie’s   twenty   -   ish   self   : sophie   ,   still   mothering   them   :

[sophye]

plotting call ?

[persephonememes]

𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 /  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠.

❛ You will always fall in love, and it will always be like having your throat cut, just that fast. ❜

❛ You are going to break your promise. ❜

❛ I understand. ❜

❛ And I hold my hands over the ears of my heart, so that I will not hate you. ❜

❛ Oh, I will be cruel to you. ❜

❛ It will stop your breath, how cruel I can be. ❜

❛ But you understand, don’t you? ❜

❛ I am a demanding creature. ❜

❛ I am selfish and cruel and extremely unreasonable. ❜

❛ For you alone I will be weak. ❜

❛ I do not tolerate a world emptied of you. ❜

❛ In the dark, I have pored over the loss of you like pale gold. ❜

❛ I have looked for your face in the patterns of the ice. ❜

❛ I moved the earth and the water for you. ❜

❛ Because my magic is as strong as an arm. ❜

❛ Magic does that. It wastes you away. ❜

❛ Magic does that. It wastes you away. Once it grips you by the ear, the real world gets quieter and quieter, until you can hardly hear it at all. ❜

❛ You will always run away with her. ❜

❛ You will always lose her. ❜

❛ You will always be a fool. ❜

❛ War is not for winning. ❜

❛ But her heart was so cold that she could hold ice in her mouth and it would never melt. ❜

❛ You look like a winter night. ❜

❛ But if you must be clever, then be clever. ❜

❛ Be brave. ❜

❛ Sleep with fists closed and shoot straight. ❜

❛ She is so stubborn, her heart has an argument with her head every time it wants to beat. ❜

❛ How I adore you. ❜

❛ Tell me you want what you want and damn me forever. But don’t leave me. ❜

❛ Oh, quit that. ❜

❛ In his own country, death can be kind. ❜

❛ Bad luck relies on absolutely perfect timing. ❜

❛ Someone ought to write a novel about me. ❜

❛ I savor bitterness - it is born of experience. It is the privilege of one who has truly lived. ❜

❛ What is the world but a boxing ring where fools and devils put up their fists? ❜

❛ After love, no one is what they were before. ❜

❛ In the space of one heartbeat to another I loved you and I was lost to you. ❜

❛ No one is now what they were before the war. There’s just no getting any of it back. ❜

❛ How long your hair has grown. You could strangle a man in it. ❜

❛ I have survived, but I have not been spared. ❜

❛ After all, when all else is gone, you may still have bitterness in abundance. ❜

❛ I’ve a devil of a habit for being right. ❜

❛ Everyone is a criminal! ❜

❛ Naturally, then, humans fall into three categories: the criminal, the not-yet-criminal, and the not-yet-caught. ❜

❛ Forests have secrets. ❜

❛ We are better at this than you are. ❜

❛ We can hold two terrible ideas at once in our hearts. ❜

❛ It’s not so bad, my darling. ❜

❛ I look at you and it is like my throat being cut. ❜

❛ Do you think I am a fool? ❜

❛ Did you never think, even once, that I loved lipstick and rouge for more than their color alone? ❜

❛ I still want to kiss you. ❜

❛ I hate it here. ❜

❛ He’ll burn you down like wax if you let him. ❜

❛ Did I not come to you on my knees with a kingdom in my hand? ❜

❛ I am not a little girl anymore, dazzled by your magic. It is my magic, now, too. ❜

❛ My heart is being cut in two. I cannot bear it. ❜

❛ Nothing ever truly dies. ❜

[assyrianjalebi]

Mood Indigo (2013)

[sophye]

@shikonled​​   ‘   what   a   pretty color .

𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝙻𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃 .          that’s   what   she’d   been   told.   her   lightened   hair   was   surely   a   unique   color.   she   received   many   questions   and   comments   on   it,   weekly   and   sometimes   daily.   it   was   a   contrast   to   what   it   used   to   be,   but   felt   immeasurably   sophie.   she   basked   in   the   glow   of   it,   as   though   it   had,   in   fact,   come   from   starlight.   rose   rises   in   her   fair   cheeks,   for   even   now,   she’s   unused   to   compliments.   especially   ones   expressed   with   such   sudden   sincerity.          ❛      thank   you,   i   think   so   too.      ❜          smile   blooms,   like   a   rose   proudly   unfurled,   and   she   extends   her   hand.   conjuring   was   not   quite   her   strong   suit,   but   this   was   a   simple   enough   task.   the   form   of   a   peony   spread   from   her   palm.          ❛      for   you,   because   that   was   very   sweet.   and   if   i   complimented   you   in   return   as   i   wished,   i   worry   it   would   be   received   as   empty   and   out   of   obligation,   when   you   really   are   very   pretty.      ❜

[sophye]

sophie   :   howl   won’t   eat   my   heart   because   i’m   not   pretty lettie,   literally   everyone   : sophie   :   i’m   not   pretty   enough   for   howl   to   be   attracted   to   me howl   ,   who   literally   planned   to   ask   to   buy   sophie   a   drink   within   .02   seconds   of   seeing   her   :

[sophye]

@bardbattled​   ‘   what a dump. when i think of castles, it’s not what i picture.

𝚂𝙷𝙴'𝚂   𝙽𝙾𝚃   𝚆𝚁𝙾𝙽𝙶 .          shambles   is   the   closest   word   she   can   think   to   describe   what   stands   before   them.   well,   stood.   there’s   nothing   really   standing   anymore,   by   the   look   of   it.   deserted,   crumbling,   fallen   away.   some   places,   when   they   fade,   have   memory   etched   into   surroundings.   a   feeling   of   history,   at   the   very   least.   where   you   could   envision   what   it   had   once   looked   like   at   its   peak,   perhaps   full   of   women   in   exuberant   gowns   and   men   in   their   sharp,   ostentatious   suits.   this   can   barely   be   called   ruins   by   this   mess.   incredibly   . . .   underwhelming.   remaining   stone   is   cool   under   her   touch,   and,   like   everything   else   here,   falls   to   pieces.   sophie   sighs   and   dusts   her   hands.          ❛      that’s   what   happens   when   you   build   everything   from   illusion.   when   it   falls,   there’s   nothing   to   sustain   the   image.      ❜          yet,   it’s   certainly   vapid   appearance   made   it   perhaps   a   clever   hiding   place.   few   would   look   at   the   mess   twice   and   think   there   was   something   valuable   within.