#yourlocalboardwalkwitch

[yourlocalboardwalkwitch]

Hrm

Hrrrrmmmmmmmmmmmmm

Wife wife wife wife

Hrrrmm

@highvamp69

heyyyy paullll :)

[yourlocalboardwalkwitch]

I tried to get to Hudson’s Bluff on foot and now I’m #lost

[yourlocalboardwalkwitch]

pov me when I have to double my night shifts because my thick headed boss wanted to schedule my SIXTEEN YEAR OLD coworker for weekly graveyard shifts

like yes vicky ofc we’re swapping shifts it’s PAST YOUR BEDTIME

[yourlocalboardwalkwitch]

[Open Starter] [a bit angsty oops]

It was one of those nights again. When Rowan woke up in a cold sweat on a stiff mattress in the back of her late sister’s van and wished she could go back and crawl into her mother’s bed. She’d been an adult for almost a couple of years now. She’d could handle herself. But it was always the nightmares catching her completely alone that made her feel smaller—like a scared little kid.

Her hands shook as she pushed the back doors of the van open. Penny, her crow, fluttered out as soon as she did. Rowan let out a startled gasp, feeling her heart jump in her chest. She looked at the crowd and nodded, a simple signal to go. There was nothing Penny could do to help, and the bird needed to find something to eat.

Rowan looked around. She’d almost forgotten that she’d taken the van out to the edge of town the night before. She let out a shaky breath and wiped a few tears away. There was nothing around but quiet woodland and liminal highway, but she couldn’t get rid of the feeling of dread sitting at the pit of her stomach. She wasn’t sure if it was the lingering threat of the nightmare, but a chill down her spine told her she wouldn’t be alone for long.

[yourlocalboardwalkwitch]

"I don't like using my magic. But my I don't mind giving you access to some of my old notebooks if you'd like?"

( @cetus-lupeedus-luminary )

“YES”

Rowan clears her throat, “Sorry. Yes please!”

[yourlocalboardwalkwitch]

Rowan someone stole like 5 Walkman tapes again when I wasn’t looking at work HIDE ME the boss is gonna get my ass if he finds out 😭

– @santacarlarecords

Fuuuuck hide behind the counter I’ll tell him it was a couple of the surf nazis when I was working then he can’t get mad. Dude knows there’s nothing my 5’2 ass can do about it.

[yourlocalboardwalkwitch]

🔮

I know we haven’t really spoken before but I’ve seen you at the record shop, you seem cool!

— Michael ( @thoushallnotfear )

“Hi!” Rowan smiles, holding the strap of her crossbody bag with both hands. There’s a small crow on her shoulder who all but lunges forward with a squawk. The crow flies around the stranger’s head, seemingly in examination. “Holy shit, I’m sorry. That’s Penny. And I’m Rowan, by the way. You seem pretty cool too.”

[yourlocalboardwalkwitch]

[haven’t updated my mains list in a while😬]

[like this if u wanna be added😌]