Howl truly is the man of all time. He’s a playboy. He’s a malewife. He fell in love with a ninety year old woman. He’s a rugby player. He smells like hyacinths. He’s not a natural blond. When dying his hair went slightly wrong, he filled his home with slime. He has a PhD. He’s a wizard. He found a way to another universe and he told absolutely nobody about it. He makes video games about the magical universe for his nephews. He can’t play the guitar. He always takes a guitar with him when he’s trying to seduce a woman. He’s a self-proclaimed coward. He got drunk to trick himself into doing something dangerous. He overcharges for his services to rich people. He undercharges for his services to poor people. A woman invaded his home and declared herself his cleaning lady and he just let her stay. He loves spiders. He lies about his surname to everyone, including royalty. The true spelling of his first name is Howell, but we don’t find out until halfway through the book because the POV character thinks it’s spelled Howl. He’s even Welsh.
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The true blasphemy of literature is the romanticization of romance. They make it beautiful—all soft words, and elegant lines—and enchanting, with magic sparkling in the margins.
And you can feel it in the depths of your soul, an unexplored ocean of laughter and tears and dreams all melded together.
The yearning of a kiss that brushes against the steady and so so warm pulsing beat of life—against the smooth skin of a lovers neck. The desperation to touch another being and feel that they’re alive, right there next to you—right there, and never leaving.
To love and be loved is a jewel among treasures and all that we each seek—all that we each desire.
It burns and it burns and it burns.
“I would know him in death, at the end of the world.”
“Come home and break my heart, if you must.”
“Occasionally, Fate pulls itself together again and Time is always waiting.”
“And perhaps it is the greatest grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone.”
“By you, I am forever undone.”
“One word from you shall silence me forever.”
“A heart’s a heavy burden.”
“My sweet nemesis.”
“If you have to go, you know I will go with you.”
and then?
and then.
The book is over.
And you remember that love like that doesn't exist.
Not in the real world.
And all you can do is cry.
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Howl’s Moving Castle Incorrect Quotes
another shitpost bc I have problems 🎐
Ryan: Imagine if someone handed you a box full of all the items you have lost throughout your life
Sophie: Self-esteem, haven't seen you in years!
Howl: Oh wow, my childhood innocence! Thank you for finding this!
Markl: I knew I lost that potential somewhere!
Calcifer: My moral code, is that you?
Ryan:
Ryan: I was just gonna show you this cool trunk my mother left me but do you guys need a hug?
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Howl: What if the person who named Walkie Talkies named everything?
Ryan: Pregnancy tests are Maybe Babies
Calcifer: Socks are Feetie Heaties
Markl: Forks are Stabby Grabbies
Ryan: Defibrillators are Heartie Starties
Calcifer: Nightmares are Dreamy Screamies
Markl: Stamps are Lickie Stickies
Sophie, annoyed: You are disappointments
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Howl: If you had to choose between Ryan and all the money I have in my wallet, which would you choose?
Sophie: That depends, how much money are we taking about?
Ryan: Sophie!
Howl: 63 cents.
Sophie: I'll take the money.
Ryan: SOPHIE!!!
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Howl: He stole from me first!
Sophie: Mhm.
Howl: Stole my heart...
Ryan: It is still illegal to commit murder.
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Howl: Fuck.
Ryan: We've got to work on your cursing.
Howl: Why? I'm pretty good at cursing already.
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Howl, Ryan, and Sophie are sitting on a bench
Markl: Why do you guys look so sad?
Howl: Sit down with us so we can tell you.
*Markl sits down*
Ryan: The bench is freshly painted.
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Howl: I think we're missing something.
Ryan: Teamwork?
Markl: Cohesion?
Sophie: A general sense of what we’re doing?
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Howl: You lying, cheating, piece of shit!
Ryan: Oh yeah? You’re the idiot who thinks you can get away with everything you do. WELCOME TO THE REAL WORLD
Howl: I’m leaving you, and I’M TAKING SOPHIE WITH ME
Markl, picking up the monopoly board: I think we’re gonna stop playing now.
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Howl: Self care is actually getting into fights with randoms in dark alleys.
Sophie: No, self care is stuff like taking a bubble bath, or putting on a lot of makeup if you like it, or taking a nice warm nap!
Ryan: Self care is the burning heat when rage washes over you!! Self care is when you feel the bones crack under your powerful fists!! Self care is the fear in your enemies’ eyes!!!
Markl: Lmao self care is taking your birthday cake just so I can eat the frosting.
Howl: If you touch my birthday cake I’ll make you eat your hands.
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Cop: You’re receiving a ticket for having three people on one motorcycle.
Howl: Shit.
Ryan: Wait, three?
Cop: Yeah?
Sophie: OH MY GOD MARKL FELL OFF!!!
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Howl: *Screams*
Ryan: *Screams louder to assert dominance*
Sophie: Should we do something?!
Markl, observing: No, I want to see who wins this.
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Howl: I think Markl was right.
Ryan: I'm surprised he hasn’t marched in here to say 'I told you so.'
Sophie: He wouldn't do that.
Markl: You're right, Sophie. For once in your life, you're 100% right. I would never say that.
Markl: *turns around, the shirt he’s wearing says 'Markl Told You So' on the back*
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Howl: On a scale from “damn Daniel” to “fre sha vaca do”, how are you feeling?
Ryan: In between “it’s an avocado, thanks” and “how did you defeat Captain America”, but as a solid answer I would say “I don’t need a degree to be a clothing hanger”. How about you, Markl?
Markl: Probably “road work ahead”.
Sophie: I speak many languages, and this is none of them.
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Howl: Dammit, Ryan!
Ryan: What?! It wasn’t me!
Howl: Sorry, force of habit. Dammit, Sophie!
Sophie: Not me either.
Howl: Oh...Then who set the house on fire?
Calcifer: *whistles*
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Ryan, banging on the door: Howl! Open up!
Howl: Well, it all started when I was a kid...
Sophie: No, he meant-
Markl: Let him finish.
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Howl: Everytime I hear someone talking about updog, I’m torn between not wanting to fall for it and wanting to help them complete their joke.
Markl: Okay, but what is updog?
Sophie: Updog is a long sausage in a bun, often served with ketchup, mustard, onions, and/or relish.
Ryan: Not, that’s a hot dog. An updog is when a new version or patch of an application is released.
Calcifer: No, that's an update. You’re thinking of the fourth largest city in Sweden.
Prince Justin: Surely, that’s Uppsala, where’s updog is the giant spider in Harry Potter.
Markl: That’s Aragog. Updog is a symbol conventionally used for an arbitrarily small number in analysis proofs.
Howl: You’re thinking of epsilon. Updog is an upward-moving air current.
Sophie: No, that’s an updraft. An updog is the modern version of a henway.
Ryan: What’s a henway??
Howl: Oh, about five pounds.
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Howl: Croissants: dropped
Ryan: Road: works ahead
Witch of the Waste: BBQ sauce: on my titties
Markl: Shavacado: fre
Calcifer: Miss Keisha: fuckin dead
Sophie:
Sophie, grumpy: I didn’t understand a single word of that and I hate every single one of you.
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Howl: Poison is a magic transmutation potion that turns people into corpses.
Ryan: This knife is actually a magic wand.
Sophie: Meet me in the Denny’s parking lot for a wizard duel.
Markl: *cocks gun* Magic missile.
Calcifer: What the fuck is wrong with you people.
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