Calm Magic
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Calm Magic
Off hiatus!
Independent OC rp blog
11 years rp experience
mun is over 18
Single ship
witch OC
nsfw is okay (smut only with ship partner i trust)
I’ve recently come off hiatus so if you’re a blog that’s willing to rp with OC’s, or an OC blog please like and reblog this!!
I’ve recently come off hiatus so if you’re a blog that’s willing to rp with OC’s, or an OC blog please like and reblog this!!
Calm Magic
Off hiatus!
Independent OC rp blog
11 years rp experience
mun is over 18
Single ship
witch OC
nsfw is okay (smut only with ship partner i trust)
OFF HIATUS
it’s been a really,, really,, really long time, tbh i forgot the email for this account but i’m going to be redoing my theme and pages and starting to rp alfie again
‘’I guess I just like the classic style.’’ She smiled sheepishly. ‘’I like it when I can tell what was intended to be created.’’
“..Can you not tell what was intended to be created?” It was simply colors, there was no hidden meaning to it-- At least not to him, maybe others would like to try and read into it, but he just painted things he felt would look nice.. Perhaps sometimes his paintings would differ per his mood, but it was simply the colors that were different.
As soon as they made it to the bakery, Kurome held the door open for the male and once he was in she followed behind him. The young woman walked up to the counter and looked back at him curiously.
“What do you want?”
“..Whatever’s fine.” He would accept anything, to be honest, even if it was just a bite of something the other was having. Alfie didn’t see the need in picking something, after all it was her invitation to him here, she could pick if she wished.
If she refused to do so, then he would do so only to not be rude.
♕ ┨ ❝ The only place I can think to look is a “Gothic” or “Wedding” shop…Lace gloves are hard to find. ❞ Lace gloves. He likes them the best as they’re not too heavy on his hands, and with one look people know not to touch. Plus he can wear plastic gloves over them when needed. ❝ You’re doing this out of kindness, so thanks. ❞
“..There’s no need to thank me.. I did trip you, after all.” He was only doing what a nice person would do, right? Help someone he accidentally hurt-- In a way.
“We can go to wedding shops first.” Alfie said softly, he didn’t know where very many “gothic” shops were, and he figured he wouldn’t fit in too well there with his hair that was rather opposite of “gothic”.
Wedding shops though.. He had seen a few here and there, it was easier to spot them because of the fancy displays some of them have around them, hopefully gloves wouldn’t be too expensive there.
Not that he was too worried about spending large amounts of money, he just figured it would be nicer to get cheaper ones, after all people seemed to be freaked out over the thought of someone spending a lot of them.
❝ You suppose? ❞
“I suppose.”
gonna try and do replies fast
okay, since it’s been really hard for me to manage proper words for good replies im gonna put this blog on semi-hiatus until i can get my shit together
i’ll still try my best to manage something but please beware it might be the shittest thing you’ve ever read
okay, since it’s been really hard for me to manage proper words for good replies im gonna put this blog on semi-hiatus until i can get my shit together
i’ll still try my best to manage something but please beware it might be the shittest thing you’ve ever read
“Eh– cats are okay. Most of my family is allergic, so they typically weren’t something we ever discussed.” He said with a shrug, turning his head to look elsewhere as he spoke, “But Fluffy, my cat, is hairless, so… hypoallergenic.”
No one that had actually met Fluffy had been able to honestly say that they didn’t like her. She has a good personality, for a cat. She’s loving, yet not overly so; she’s gentle, although probably because she doesn’t have claws; and she isn’t loud unless she’s playing, which tends to always be at night while he’s trying to sleep. Not to mention she’s cute with her tattoos and sweaters. After the initial shock of seeing a tatted cat, and his lying and saying that they were fake, which they sort of were, no one really made a big deal about it.
“Of course just because she’s hypoallergenic doesn’t mean she’s one hundred percent allergen free, so we still have a few problems with her, but they’re manageable.” He added with a smile.
“..Hairless.” He repeated, looking pretty.. Grossed out by the mention of it, hairless cats looked so gross, he’d rather have a chicken for a familiar instead of a hairless cat, he couldn’t understand how anyone liked them in all honesty.
Plus, the hairless cat was named Fluffy.
It had to be some cruel joke for that poor cat.
To be tortured by being called “Fluffy” despite it having no hair that would make it fluffy at all.
“..Henry doesn’t have problems.” He said quietly, which wasn’t the full truth.. In a way, Henry liked to try and play with the chickens which kind of freaked them out-- But Alfred was trying to train him to stop, his familiar bond couldn’’t exactly stop him from everything after all.
That was a wonder to him too. Kno still wasn’t sure why chickens lived in the tiny forest farm and not a regular forest. He just knew that none of the small birds where in the forest by his home.
“I don’t know,” he had no problem admitting with a small shrug and a smile too. “I don’t think chickens like big kind of forests.”
“..I wouldn’t think so, nor would I recommend trying to bring some there.” If it was an actual, real forest, he didn’t think chickens would like the environment at all.. They’d probably be killed by bigger animals.
It made him think of his wolf, and the wolves former mother.
“..You said you’ve only seen chicken for food.. What about eggs?” Now he was kind of curious, did this guy have eggs? Or have seen them? He surely hoped so.
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She didn’t even know how she had ended up in this section of the library, but Tooru had found herself completely drawn to this book. Normally she came to check out books on cooking or gardening, but somehow Tooru had ended up in a very different area.
Now she had her nose stuck in this book - this untitled book - as she continued walking on, completely immersed in these spells and incantations and …whatever it was. She only looked away when she suddenly tripped over something, falling onto her rear and blinking to reorient herself.
“Ah! I-I’m so sorry!” She had just tripped over someone on the library floor. “Are you okay? I wasn’t looking where I was going, I’m so sorry!”
Returning books for his mother, it was quite bothersome sometimes, though e mostly didn’t mind having to run out once in awhile to take back books.. Though this time she specifically requested he went out and return books, and get new ones.
Except..
There was a lot of new ones, he didn’t even know why she needed this many, was it even possible to read all of these in the time given? His mother didn’t seem to read much from what he had seen.
When he was attempting to sort through the books to stack them in a way that was easier to carry, he felt someone crashing into him in a rather unpleasant way.
“...” He fell over just as quickly as the female, and his eyes automatically darted to the page of the book that he had seen from her book.. Were those.. Spells? Were they fake spells, or something an actual witch was stupid enough to donate?
“..I’m okay, are you fine?” Alfred asked in response to her panicked apology, eyeing her over as he did.
「I was looking for one of the address’ I was suppose to goand I ended up here. My sense of direction is really crappy.」
“..If it’s so bad, I can take you there.. If you’d like.” It was probably easier this way, after all he’d feel bad if the person got lost again after taking Alfred’s directions.