#solarflows

             ❝ so, it’s...it’s a really funny story, actually? ❞ it was the kind of sentence that was only ever uttered to soften a blow. if anything, she was making an attempt to seem less like a scatter-brained idiot than she felt. being soaked to the bone....well, it really wasn’t helping either. at least sixty percent of her focus was being used to not visibly shiver, knowing that would given an even more negative connotation to the current situation. ❝ i might have forgotten my umbrella on my way to work and i was already running late, so...well, i couldn’t really go back for it? it wasn’t supposed to rain! ❞

                            ❤   —   𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗳𝗼𝗿 @solarflows​, 𝐡𝐚𝐧'𝐬 𝘃𝗮𝗺𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗲 𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗲!

              curious had been those scarlet eyes whilst observing the exterior of an antique appearing bookstore; after all, the demon was always searching for information; gathering intel on what she was & how her state could be potentially reversed. though, within all of her search, the woman hadn’t gotten far. nevertheless, she couldn’t give up. no. maybe this bookshop would hold the information to a major breakthrough? carefully, hands pressed against the door; a creaking could be heard that let the demon’s jaw tense. “um...hello?” had it been after closing hours? the store seemed quite empty. but then...this scent. it was different. foreign to those hellish senses. one thing was sure, however: what had been dwelling here was not quite human. the woman’s gaze narrowed; steps fell silent against the ground whilst she stalked through the interior of the establishment, trying to find the source of the peculiar smell. quickly had she turned the corners; there it was! books toppled over, fallen to the ground as they were scattered around a humanoid form. well, there HE was; a male. he appeared human, though, his scent led one to believe something else. was he still alive? “...sir?” yuna’s voice was faint whilst she closed the distance between the two of them; without another thought would she crouch next to the stranger’s body, dainty fingers grazing over his neck, searching for a pulse. “sir, are you alright?” 

@solarflows

“ And let you miss basking in my delightful personality? Absolutely not, Han! Why would I dare to take such a blessing from you? ” Zarina chuckles, the devil in her is beautiful but insatiable, always cold and wanting for warmth. She is the beast of ice and lament, a hiemal maiden who continues to walk forth despite the glass shards hidden in the white snow, her blood would be the only color in the white prairies that extended into the endless horizon. As of now, she watches the witch with a smirk on her face, sitting on the windowsill with one leg on it while the other one dangles, she lightly moves it back and forth akin to a swing. “ Han, now, now, don’t be like that. Eunjin is a good boy and I’d hate to make him sad. He invited me as a guest, I can’t leave until he comes back~ ”

Neither of these two were in danger, naturally. She wouldn’t have spent her time here if they were someone she needed to end or use for her own plans. Right now, it’s personal satisfaction to watch this story that unfolds before her. Some would call her an archivist, a void that wishes to fill itself with entertainment of different genre as long as it kept her occupied and away from the thoughts of isolated frigidness. This is why her smile hides countless thoughts, experiences that no one expected her to go through and experience she won’t speak as if they were the worst things to happen to her. Han and Eunjin were fun ones, a duo that she never expected to meet but it was enjoyable. A different type of fun, more mellow yet still fun to watch. 

˗ˏˋ🍰❀┊ @solarflows​​ received a cluster of VENUS FLYTRAPS !   [ x ]

       ˗ˏˋ🍰❀┊ ( * THE SICKLY VENUS FLYTRAP ) ━ A SOFT KNOCK before the entrance door is gently pushed open .       A LIGHT CREAK of oiled mechanisms announces the young girl’s entrance as she wheeled herself inside the store , observing the shop’s atmosphere in silent intrigue .       VENUS was not one to travel to other worlds , but she found her curiosities piqued over this world that barely shielded its magical peculiarities .     DESPITE THIS FACT , her nature as a Laniatura stood up like a sore thumb ;  elven-like ears , elliptical white pupils like slivers of starlight , a clear by-product of her enigmatic nature .      PERHAPS she was merely playing a game of courage with herself , wanting to see how the residents of this domain would treat her .      THIS WORLD seemed to be abundant in energy she couldn’t manipulate . . .    AFTER ALL , she was only an alien in the laws that encircle this foreign terrain .      AFTER AN OBSERVANT GAZE , she navigates her wheelchair up to the counter , tapping a finger against the surface to capture the owner’s attention .  

       ˗ˏˋ🍰❀┊ ( * VENUS FLYTRAP ) ━ ❝ hello , excuse me . ❞ HER VOICE emitted the same delicate lilt as glass harps , the teenager’s amethys pools scoured across rows of bottles , before lightly picking up a black cat that slumbered atop her lap .   ❝ do you sell magical potions here that lessen the stench of noisy cats ? ❞ SHE QUESTIONED , a pleasant smile upon pale lips .    THE CAT MEWLS in response to her inquiry , as if offended by her crass remark to its scent .