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To the two who gave me life
And the one who set me free

Ouuweeee let’s get started

“‘Sophie’ said Martha, ‘The spells off you! Did you hear?’

But Sophie and Howl were holding one another’s hands and smiling and smiling, quite unable to stop.”

This scene is so good. The chatting all around them but they don’t hear it because they’re focused on each other…. OHHHHHHH MY CHEST HURTS.

“I’ve never seen why people put such value on things being natural, Howl said’ and Sophie knew then that he was scarcely changed at all”

Wait bars

“The heart went in. As soon as it has disappeared, Howl stirred about. He gave a loud groan and rolled over onto his face. ‘Hells teeth!’ He said. ‘I’ve got a hangover!’

‘No, you hit your head on the floor, Sophie said’

I’m dead asf 😭😭😭😭😭 a hearts a heavy burden

“Sophie was a failure anyway. It came of being the eldest”

Yeah girl

“She stared at Calcifer in a vague, frowning way, as if she was not sure what she was seeing, and Calcifer simple stared back without saying a word”

I’m imagining his face and it genuinely made me laugh out loud

“She stared at Calcifer in a vague, frowning way, as if she was not sure what she was seeing, and Calcifer simple stared back without saying a word”

I’m imagining this face rn and idk why but it made me laugh out loud

“I’m dying of boredom,” Howl said pathetically, “Or maybe just dying.”

“The smile had mollified her” yeah man his fine ass

I love the way that Diana Wynne Jones writes it’s so captivating. I’m reluctantly putting this book down so i can get some sleep

HES PINING FOR LETTIE???? (Martha) OHHHHHHHHHHHH😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 wait the plot thickens girl omg

Getting depressed cause the girl he “loves” has another guy. As if all the attention and devotion you shown her wasn’t enough. Awww :( poor baby.

BYE. get over it

“Inside Howl was still sitting on the stool. He sat in an attitude of utter despair. And he was covered all over in thick green slime.”

Me when

“Look at this… Look at it! What has that one-woman force of chaos done to these spells?”

“Look. Survey. inspect” 😭😭😭 ok bro relax

“It was clear Howl had not yet caught the girl he was after” yea he annoying

“I want it dirty, thank you” STOP BEING A BUM HOWL LMFAO

Okay so him and molly fucked? I knew that was gonna happen. Idk I didn’t like that

I’m hooked. Who is this Molly and where tf is Linda

“Her upper lip like the line children draw to represent a bird in flight” OHHHHH🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

”Night city was like a deranged experiment in social Darwinism designed by a board researcher who kept one thumb permanently on the fast forward button”

Me playing the Sims. It’s currently raining and im sitting outside on my patio. This feels like the perfect environment to read Neuromancer. If there are too many distractions you get lost in the terminology.

So many men and all of them the same where it counts

Iktr

The fairytale castle collapsed into the mud and sand on which it’s vanity was built

“There were glorious mornings of sun at the shore, cool evenings, holding hands in the park anticipation of the sexual choreography they would perform in every nook of her apartment. Sober as priests, creative as devils, they invented sex. So they believed.”

There’s a teardrop in my eye. My one eye. The left one.

Booker was the only person she was able to confront – which was the same as confronting herself, standing up for herself. Was she worth something? Anything

yeah man

The sun merely hinted at its rise, an apricot sliced teasing the Sky with a promise of revealing It’s whole self.

Trying to seduce your “best friends” man… Brooklyn you are one weird bitch

“Before I see his face, his arms are on my waist, my back to his chest, his chin in my hair. Then his hands are on my stomach and I am dropping mine hold onto his while we dance back to front. When the music stops I turn around and look at him he smiles. I am wet and shivering. Before I leave the park, I fingered the bristles of the shaving brush. They are soft and warm.”

sigh

“I stroked every inch of his golden skin sucked his earlobes. I know the quality of his hair and his armpit; I fingered the dimple in his upper lip; I poured a red wine in his navel and drink it spill. There’s no place on my body his lips did not turn into bolts of lightning.”

Bitch poetry 😭

enjoying

Mrs Huxley what’s up w you girl