#charmingmisfortune

[wanderingpetrichor-blog]

Continued from => ( X ) @charmingmisfortune

 Would that still count? Sounds rather confusing with one being a giant star and the other being a floating rock in space. The spirit tilts her head at the other confusion clear on her face. She wasn’t sure if she was just being joked with or if the other really couldn’t make stars in the day time, far as she knew magic could stretch a whole lot with potential to do mind blowing things. 

“ Sparkle paper. Stars shine “

Came the next set of words twisting the water hovering in front of her to speak through. She’s liking the idea though not sure if the stars should be set on fire afterwards cause the sun burns and that’s considered a star. 

[abditoryx-archive-blog]

@charmingmisfortune | starter call

     “after two hours of decorating my living room, i think it looks pretty dandy! what do you think?” 1 hour was spent on specificaly cleaning up though.

[silhcuetted-blog]

@charmingmisfortune || short starters !!

     ❝ Why don’t you turn that pretty frown of yours upside down? ❞

[vacuis]

@charmingmisfortune​ lms

“normally,   i   wouldn’t   ask   since   it    seems    obvious,   but   what   exactly    are   these----    in specifics.”    crowley,   with    both    hands,    gestures     to    whats     lines     up    on    the    selves.

[junie-exe-blog]

( @charmingmisfortune​!!! )

↪ ↪ Always with the rain.

Junie thought maybe he’d have enough time after the first drop. Then one drop quickly turned a few more, and then even more. All until Junie found himself in a gentle pour, a sweep of rain he never saw coming. And he had been so careful to check today too. Junie sighs, knowing there was no way he was going to make it back to the lab without some kind of damage if he continued.

A flair of panic shoots up in JUNIE.EXE. Damage meant maintenance, which meant being turned off and shoved into a sickeningly familiar darkness. Quickly, without much thought, he moves into the closest store. Which was an... interesting store. Not any kind of store he’s ever seen at least. 

Junie has only taken a quick glance around when his eyes lock onto what he thinks is the shop owner, and he notes the way he drips lightly onto the floor. “I’m... sorry,” he says, if only because the words seem appropriate. “Water is bad for me.”

[abditoryx-archive-blog]

starter call | @charmingmisfortune

“ah, excuse me!” he lightly tapped the shoulder of the female as he was on his way home from work, lifting up the box with leftover pastries from the store in it. 

“want some free pastries?”