Source: battl3born
Source: avrilutionary
Source: esashatun
Source: esashatun
An old magic...: never-been-beautiful: An old magic…: never-been-beautiful: An old...
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Sophie looked down at her hands, getting embarrassed as he sat there and watched her. At his question, her head shot up and she nodded. “I’ve heard about her before, but I don’t know much about her.” she shrugged and watched as her cup steamed peacefully.
“I’m guessing that the reason you busted through my door was because of her?” she asked after a while, sipping lightly on her tea. “But it seems you get yourself in a lot of trouble, anyway.” she noted to herself.
Source: stillachildsheart
An old magic...: never-been-beautiful: An old magic…: never-been-beautiful: An old...
An old magic…: never-been-beautiful: An old magic…: never-been-beautiful: An old…
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She watched him for a moment, wondering just what exactly was making him look so exhausted, when the day had only just began. Soon, the kettle was whistling and she took it off of the heater. She grabbed two cups from the cabinets above her and poured the tea. Walking quickly back to the table, she handed Howl his cup and set her own down.
“Be careful, it’s a bit hot.” she stated obviously. “So tell me, what is putting you in such a distressful mood?” she asked, concern traced into her voice. She blew on the tea and sipped on it thoughtfully. “Would you like something to eat?”
Source: stillachildsheart
An old magic...: never-been-beautiful: An old magic…: never-been-beautiful: An old...
An old magic…: never-been-beautiful: An old magic…: never-been-beautiful: An old…
An old magic…: never-been-beautiful: An old magic…: @Sophiestillachildsheart: Howl…
She smiled to herself, admitting that his laugh was a bit adorable. But only because her father was the only guy she had actually heard laugh. The guys that surrounded Lettie all the time only chuckled. When she reached the kitchen, she glanced back at his doubtedly. “How long do you plan on nesting here?” she asked, grabbing the kettle and filling it with water from the spicket installed in the kitchen. Not many homes had these, but with her mother’s wealth, left from her father, they had water throughout the house.
She put the now heavy pot onto the heater and sighed. “That’s heavy.” she nodded. It was a bit bigger than a normal tea pot, but she couldn’t seem to find the small one. She sat down at the table at the side of the room, offering a spot for Howl as well.
Source: stillachildsheart
An old magic...: never-been-beautiful: An old magic…: never-been-beautiful: An old...
An old magic…: never-been-beautiful: An old magic…: @Sophiestillachildsheart: Howl…
Howl had woke early in the morning to the persistent beckons of one very irritated and worried fire…
She sighed in relief as the pile of feathers she was sweeping disappeared. “If you’re in trouble with the law, I can’t let you stay here.” she said nonchalantly. “It’s not my place to harbor a fugitive of the monarchy.” She didn’t think the he really was in any kind of trouble like that, but she could sense he was a bit distressed when he burst through the door.
“Other than that, I suppose you can stay.” she really didn’t want to pry, although she was a curious lady. Sophie returned from putting the cleaning supplies away and smiled, resting her hands on her hips. “Now all I have to do is open the shop, which isn’t for another couple of hours. Would you like some tea?” she asked, heading to the apartment-like part of the building.
Source: stillachildsheart
An old magic...: never-been-beautiful: An old magic…: @Sophiestillachildsheart: Howl...
Howl had woke early in the morning to the persistent beckons of one very irritated and worried fire demon. Until the time that Howl, who was still half asleep, had dressed himself in a still dark room and shuffled down…
She shrugged at his question. “I can only hope so. We only get this kind of weather every so often, and usually a lot of people come in the shop for hats or just to be out of the sun. Which I don’t seem to understand. If you don’t want to be out in the heat, then don’t go out shopping at all.” Sophie picked the lantern back up and began moving things, polishing things, sorting hats. “Why are you up so early?” she asked curiously.
Not that she’d probably understand. “Magic stuff?” she asked, not really meant to be out loud. But she seemed to have a problem of keeping thoughts inside of her head. “And why all the feathers?” she asked, grabbing a broom from a closet not too far from her own work room.
Source: stillachildsheart
Source: -everdeen
An old magic...: @Sophie
Howl had woke early in the morning to the persistent beckons of one very irritated and worried fire demon. Until the time that Howl, who was still half asleep, had dressed himself in a still dark room and shuffled down the stairs to stand in front of the demon, Calcifer continued to call his name…
Sophie jumped and watched in bewilderment as Howl almost breaking the door down. “Howl?” she asked, obviously confused. Though it was still quite early in the morning, she had gone down to the shop to set up for the morning. The weather called to be quite sunny, which meant that people would be flooding in for hats and shade. She had had a feeling when she first woke up that something like this might happen, and was glad she had gotten dressed before coming down. How embarrassed she would have been if he had seen her in her nightgown.
“Is something the matter?” she asked, setting the little lantern she had been holding on a table and walked over to him. He looked very tired, and his hair was noticeably darker. Still blond, but not as bright. She had worry plastered all over her face, and thought it was a bit silly to be so worked up over someone she hardly knew. “Here, sit down.” she said, carrying a chair for him to sit on.
Source: stillachildsheart
I ship Sophie and Howl.
Another canon paring.
Source: one-is-all-and-all-is-one
Q:*It starts to wriggle its small feet around as it's picked up, but start to skittle about her hand in small circles*
Sophie giggled at the turtle and brought it up to her face to examine. “You are quite cute, aren’t you.” she “pet” it lightly on its shell.
Source: animazioni
Hello, my name is Sophie Hatter. I live with Howl, Markl, and Calcifer. I own a hat/flower shop that I tend to regularly, so if you'd be so kind as to stop by, I'd appreciate that. I am happily in love with Howl. If you'd like to know anything else, please ask. -smiles- I do appreciate visitors.