#( allow me to dismantle these facades ; loosen the porcelain mask of a smile ; and let me taste rebellion upon thy lips. | sonia && sophie )

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How likely they are to enter a relationship with them: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 (the low number is what she constantly tells herself, but the highest number is the truth.)

Would they…

Make the first move? Yes | No | Not applicable Say “I love you” first? Yes | No | Not applicable Cheat on them? Yes | No | Not applicable Be the jealous type? Yes | No | Not applicable Plan the dates? Yes | No | Not applicable Initiate the first kiss? Yes | No | Not applicable Remember anniversaries? Yes | No | Not applicable

BOLD WHAT APPLIES:

Their Relationship Is:

(childhood) friends to lovers | rivals to lovers | enemies to lovers | still just enemies | mutual pining | star crossed lovers | old married couple | perpetual honeymoon phase | stable and boring | stable but not boring | secret lovers | best friends hiding their feelings | and they were room classmates | friends with benefits | coworkers avoiding HR | one-sided affection | weird sexual tension | it’s complicated | toxic relationship | a secret affair | an actual dumpster fire | other ('this relationship will never survive because of what we'll become so I'm trying to save us from heartbreak' route and 'I'm trying everything in my power to not ruin this friendship but fuck this!' route and 'we can't have this but I'll fight for it' route and 'i knew love since I first saw your smile but I'm acting ignorant for our own good' route, and much more-. maybe this is why I have 'it's complicated' bolded.)

PUBLIC Displays of Affection:

hand holding (under the table) | kiss on the hand | kiss on the cheek ('platonically' a la European greeting) | kiss on the forehead | kiss on the lips |  cuddling | hugging | affectionate messages or comments | pet names | pictures together | no displays of affection (until they graduate) | other (expect only formal interactions from Sophie's behalf. Sonia, however, has free range to be picked up by Sophie, cling and/or drag Sophie around. they do travel a lot together outside of HPA and in the city).

PRIVATE Displays of Affection:

hand holding | kiss on the hand | kiss on the cheek | kiss on the forehead | kiss on the lips (+ 'platonic' makeouts) | cuddling | hugging | affectionate messages or comments | pet names | pictures together | no displays of affection | other (slow dancing, baking together, breaking in exploring together, summoning and interviewing demons together, drinking together, maybe playing risque card games together, etc.)

Do they stay together?

yes, this is endgame ( Route A: Queen Regent and her queen consort -OR- Route B: We're taking hiatus from our parents' crap and living our lives together.) | yes but someone is gonna die tragically | something is keeping them apart | they part ways as friends (short-term before either of them charges after the other.) | they part ways as enemies | they’re on-again-off-again | they have a super messy breakup | it was just a fling | other

BONUS

What terrible pet names would they give each other?

By virtue of handling Sonia's forward and outwardly flirtatious moments, Sophie has dubbed her a 'ram' and will continue to do so later into their relationship and even in marriage. Both of their daughters frequently hear their mum complain under her breath about a 'ram' and anything regarding 'butting horns' and they both know who exactly she's talking about.

Though, Sophie's way more prone to use terms like "sweetheart" and "beloved" for Sonia, which the latter is pretty unique for the ship alone.

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In the world of politics and power, bachleorettes and bachleors are amongst the most viable tools for families of influence, be if it they are heirs to the throne or company.  Heartlessly, but truthfully, these young lives are seen as pawns in certain eyes, belonging to strangers or their families.  Sonia Nevermind, the sitting and only heiress to the Novoselic Throne, is a particular jewel that many want to acquire. An arranged marriage with the princess is something that many within her social circle would die of achieving.  And, most would go through any means to get what they’d like to get close with the princess. Enter Sophie Hatter, known childhood friend to the princess. Acting as a substitute and leading force for her family’s name, Sophie has been one who has been franternized with frequently. Most have dubious intentions and ulterior motives, nothing that shocks the heiress too much, knowing people desire something out of commonly commodified women.  Those who attempt to reach Sonia through Sophie, thinking it is the easiest method, would surely mistakened. With callous and calculative mind, Sophie has quietly and secretly dissuaded suitors from the young princess and allegedly had her hand in meddling with situations she deemed as problematic and unfit for her best friend. (Why? Maybe out of deep-seeded jealousy) Someone overly warm and attempting to the harpoon the princess’s attention and her parents’ approval from one party would be whipped and coasting away the Nevermind family by the next party. Sonia can certainly see and reason why there are sudden shifts in attitudes, always vigilant from her position and moving herself with precision to be the proper picture for the Novoselic Kingdom. Though as far as knowing the exact details for some of the cases, she may be very well in the dark. Sophie wouldn’t share exact details and feign ignorance on the situation, making a dry comment about how “the men we see as capricious act like that because they’re remarkably childish about not getting what they want.”  TLDR; Sophie gets protective and gets her hands dirty when people approach her with intentions to get closer to Sonia’s social circle. Sonia is aware of the discrepancy with these people and their interactions between events, but may not piece together why the reason is (or if there’s even a culprit on the matter). 

The contrast between younger and older Sophie is absolutely drastic for Sonia, something that saddens, but also frustrates, her. Though, there are silver linings that the young princess sees when there are ‘callbacks’ to how the original Sophie was like her accent slipping when she’s very excited or very angry or how forward she can be to act, if not too recklessly and not caring for her safety (i.e, getting into a fight).  While a lot more of their intimacy is limited in public, there’s a clear presence of their former affections with another (Sophie being admittedly touchier in private, as Sonia is quite happy to reciprocate, but the seamstress distances herself as quickly). In a way, their interactions have been modified by Sophie’s choice, but there’s still a substantial amount of familiarity of what they’ve done as children. One example is how Sophie could and will pick up Sonia whenever the young princess is inebirated or getting into a situation when it’s the two of them. Formal apology letters aside, the seamstress works in mitigating any potential catatrophy that comes with being a 77-B student or someone’s breath is heavy with expensive wine. Sonia, when intoxicated, is more than happy to be affectionate and touchy, which Sophie secretly doesn’t mind. Sonia, when not intoxicated, is not at all happy with the literal hurdle her friend presents herself as. Though, being lifted and carried away by your best friend, who might’ve had a life-long crush on... Hmmm, doesn’t sound so bad- Oh, and you’re taking me away from Kazuichi too? Perfect!

Impervious Sophie Hatter does not exist within any proximity of Sonia Nevermind; it is quite hard for Sophie already to keep herself acting properly and in “her rank” with the princess. Queen Valentina, after all, entrusted her with her daughter in a way, and with how duty-driven as Sophie is, she takes the task very personally. Add on the unspoken feelings and tension, it is overly amplified and acted on by the seamstress.  Sonia has a way of getting under Sophie’s skin in a way that relaxes her but frightens her. Really, something that Sonia brings up from their childhood (”we still have matching ribbons you made for us, look!” and a “Do you remember when-- [cute memory that is embarrassing for Sophie inserted here]”) would get Sophie shyly looking away and covering her face. Sonia could be suddenly approaching her from the side and get dominantly affectionate and Sophie doesn’t give her usual response (stone-cold stare and unimpressed look). She ends up relatively aloof and even blushing to the point that she may actually whine at her -- but, this of course, is rare when Sophie isn’t drilling herself to be “dutiful.”  Having so much history together means Sonia is at the biggest advantage to get past the walls around Sophie. Sonia is Sophie’s blindspot as much as Sophie is Sonia’s blindspot. 

Sophie  is one of the unironic enthusiasts for Sophie’s occultist and horror(ific) interests. She would as easily stayed with a skeptical expression but her words are the complete opposite because she will give reasonable and provide academic information for Sonia’s questions and assertions; whether they support or don’t support them is another question. Though, it can be clear that Sophie would speak to not dissuade Sonia, but provide another avenue to look into (i.e., “Though that may not hold water, did you know back in-”). Girl would even spit out some Latin and help Sonia come up with a chant if she needs one.  Lord, Sophie would even suggest and recommend areas to explore and investigate with Sonia. She has full-heartedly volunteered herself (but masks it as obligation/”you shouldn’t go out by yourself to a place you’ve never been to..”) to go ... while also having directly conflicting views (i.e., Sophie’s afraid of ghosts while claiming skeptic). Sophie might’ve almost also fought (or threatened to fight) a ghost if she believed in any way one was attempting harm towards Sonia. Either way, Sonia has her assistant on the side who’ll help gather evidence or hand her equipment, even if she may be the kind-of Shane to her Ryan (Buzzfeed Unsolved). 

EXTRA:

(SPOILERS FOR THE HAUNTING OF BLY MANOR AND DANIELLE, DO NOT LOOK AHEAD) While I cannot find this scene on YouTube, here is a clip from The Haunting of Bly Manor that I believe perfectly catches the very gentle, but subdued, flirtations Sonia and Sophie make at another. Mainly, what Sophie would do during any consultation with her ‘best friend’ while both of their mothers converse: https://twitter.com/Most/status/1319707472333049859?s=20.

Sophie regularly cooks and bakes not only for Sonia, but with Sonia. The whole event is chaotic, messy, and a disaster waiting to happen, but Sophie is remarkably calm about the situation and doesn’t see it as the worst situation. Putting together what Sonia sees in her mind and then actually making it is a challenge, but Sophie enjoys building that bridge. Even if the oven ends up spewing fire or the dough ends up flung out of the kitchen, that doesn’t concern Sophie (she’ll clean up it, either way). Sonia’s mess is Sophie’s favorite mess, it is passionate and unrestraint, wild yet refined.

A lot of Sophie’s clothes are for Sonia to use. Like, I am not joking, Sophie will willingly part with her jackets and shirts for her without a second thought and it is usually for lounge wear. Sophie will deny it, but she very much enjoys seeing her best friend in her clothes and she will swat away the other thoughts that come with up. She ends up a little up grumpy about it and won’t explain to Sonia why she was acting so scatter-brained earlier when Sonia was in a knee-high and jacket combination. 

I am so sorry but Sophie would tease her so much and she might enjoy a frustrated and demanding Sonia. Her usuals to do are kissing a little too close to Sonia’s lips, but not quite directly; brushing the blonde hair away from her neck and scrutinizing a particular area, and if Sonia asks, she’ll brush her thumb there and remark how she “spotted something”; keeping Sonia sturdy and balanced by putting her hands on her shoulders or hips; incidentally making contact and then Sophie leans in like “What?” with a raised brow before pulling away--. Quite a bit and then there’s the matter of nsfw teasing and leaving Sonia frustrated even more.

UH, Sonia might enjoy knowing that Sophie does have a work-out regiment and is quite flexible! Problem is how to catch the reclusive nitwit in the gym or actually showing off her firm and defined arms and back shoulders. Sonia already knows Sophie has some muscle on her, so it would only be natural to wonder how she developed/trained herself.

Pocky game + them? Terrible, absolutely terrible. Stubborn competitors who would not stop eating the stick and it’s quite a scene with either one of top of the other.  Can happen in the dormitory’s living space and it is usually brushed off as Sophie being too stubborn to let go. Sometimes, some of the boys do stare and Sophie will break the kissing game and bluntly go, “Can you see were trying to finish a game?” 

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[madamhatter]

"Yes, I know you are very busy with a project deadline," Sonia replied, waving off Sophie's concerns as she walked in, no knocking required, to Sophie's atelier. Carefully putting down the mug and plate on a free area of Sophie's desk, well away from the cutting table, Sonia then placed a kiss on her cheek. "I just wished to tell you that I love you. Additionally, I requested Hanamura-san to prepare a meal and some tea for you. If I cannot remember the last time you ate, neither do you."

The crafter's question has been one of their work's longevity and recognition postmortem. But in Sophie's case, it's whether all of her unfulfilled and incomplete work would be complete. An inquiry like that haunts her mind as a common gnat. She overlooks the state of affairs from her scheduling book to e-mails and her phone. Only to then produce a sigh and rub the temples of her forehead.

Dying itself is not a terrifying concept.

Staring across the table at death had been the eldest daughter, expectant of the abrupt end at any point now. Ever so inquisitive about the matter, but it seems the reaper takes bone-white finger on the table, more annoyed than anything at the interruption.

Plenty in her family had succumbed young and unexpectedly, like both her birth mother and, most recently, her birth father—all before the age of forty and the youngest at twenty-one. The 18-year-old considers how close she lingers at the threshold with only three years waiting for her.

Oh, what am I to do? I don't have to sleep tonight; I can use that time to complete what mother requested. Glancing at her wrists - right bandaged and left exposed—her finger strums over the white bandages. Once past that age and out of school, it's only a matter of how long until then.

There's so little time. How much more can I hold onto?

Speaking of intrusive, the door suddenly swinging has Sophie jumping on her stool. Reflexes kick in as she grabs her rolled-up sleeves and hurriedly rolls them down. Taking a step from her seat, almost tripping in the process, she flattens one hand over her chest and folds her arm behind her back.

"Good afterno--" She inhales deeply, rushing to greet the newcomer, wide-eyed. But it deflates as the tickling vanilla greets her nose and bouncing blonde locks pass by her, a little hop in each step. Proud of her intervention, this familiar intruder would say, from keeping the northern woman from forgetting to care for herself.

"Sonia," her shoulders drop, and a long exhale leaves her. A small china dish and teacup clank over her already populated worktable, a sure sign that a forceful reminder to 'care for herself' would soon come.

Sophie glances down, wrinkling her nose. When even was the last time she ate or drank anything? She knew she slept when the moon was waning, but that was about it. Perhaps she'll be better able to assess the time since then once night fell upon them once more.

"Welcome home, darling," not a beat is missed in conversation, shoving away her speculation for sarcasm. "Had you told me you were coming, I would've made something for you. Allow me to remove your coat and hang it up," she gestures at Sonia's tawny school blazer, "it can get quite stuffy in here."

Parting through her stern glare and icy demeanor, the unfazed princess walks towards her with the power of knowledge. Most turn away nor confront the Hatter when it comes to her professional and tight-lipped mannerisms, but not many are quite like Sonia Nevermind. She learned far too much just the threshold of tolerance the copper-haired woman has - and perhaps how harmless it is for the handful that Sophie allowed close.

Rosied lips gift her a kiss on the apple of Sophie's cheek, and her arms loosen, still interlocked with another. Yet her eyes could not remove themselves from her, nor could she produce any other reason as to why she should. "Hello, I've missed you," she whispers.

"Are you insulting my memory?" Feigning insult, she raises her brows and leans in. "I would have you know that I happen to remember that today happens to be such a special occasion. The man behind the very first cinematic Frankenstein happened to be born today," she leans in. "And what a way to commemorate Mister Karloff's accolades than by watching one of the golden classics?"

Perhaps I can 'act foolish' as my father would say for a chance longer. So little time exists before the end, and it is frankly shorter to be by your side. It is a truth I admit I am no more detested at than you are optimistic of its opposite. Your optimism can be bright yet so blinding.

"....But, thank you, dear." She clears her throat. With a blink, one might've missed it. But a kiss was returned to Sonia's cheek as Sophie's head snaps away. Almost as if avoiding whatever was happening to her face right after that.

"Your consideration baffles me to this day, but I am not one to decline such offerings. That is if guilt and the overwhelming burden of social etiquette doesn't already crush me." She laughs, trying to speak as poised as ever, even if it's evident that the tips of her ears are pink.

"What have you been up to today? If you find enough time to worm to request Chef Hanamura for a meal, I take it you've managed a minute or two of free time."