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vintborn · 3 years
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what if i... revamped this blog 😳
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vintborn · 4 years
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hi! i dont have a ton of individual muse for jack rn to justify having their own blog so they are now on my multi @hauntheroine. i might go back to this blog someday but not for the time being :)
thank you!! <3
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vintborn · 4 years
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HI SORRY FOR BEING DEAD I HAVE WORMS IN MY BRAIN
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vintborn · 4 years
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Ok, I’m not a big fan of these kinds of posts, but lately, I’m becoming more and more disheartened so I need to know if you’re out there. 
Please reblog this post if you are willing to write with ‘un-shippable’ muses. 
I’m talking about those muses who are perhaps elderly, who are married/taken and not liable to affairs, muses who are asexual/aromantic, or even just muses whose muns don’t really want to ship. 
While I’m always happy that anyone would want to write with me, sadly, over time I have realised that my older/married/ace muses are very rarely (virtually never) requested. So please share this on your blog so that people know they can throw their muses at you who are not going to wind up in ships or with smut threads. 
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vintborn · 4 years
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vintborn · 4 years
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it was my birthday last week and on saturday i got to celebrate with two of my best friends!! we went to a drive in and then sat in a park and ate cupcakes
it was also fuckin freezing
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vintborn · 4 years
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               in their heart ran a deeply curious streak. it underscored their drive to explore, to discover, a need to understand the world around them. there was a restlessness too — never being satisfied in one single place they visited. on this occasion they had stumbled across a city of towering concrete and metal, more industrial then they had seen before. no matter what sparks of fun they tried to sow into the winter weather they brought, the city itself seemed to swallow it whole before it could reach the inhabitants. jack had no intention of lingering in this strange place and yet they found themselves pulled. a lone child trapped in a impenetrable fortress. from there curiosity took over, silently watching her in the small moments they could steal. nothing stood out to them about her as immediately unusual, but the feeling remained.
               her room is empty when they sneak in through the window, drifting along on the wind as so not to disturb anything on the ground. so far they were not even sure she had the ability to see them. it was scant a moment later when she rushes in, headed for the window where they had just perched themselves. jack narrowly avoids getting their shirt caught as she closed the window, breezing over towards the doorframe.   ❝   hey, you got rid of my spot!   ❞   they lament, a teasing disappointment in their voice. if she could hear them, she made no indication towards it. they sigh as they enter the hallway, touching down on the carpet. it was a foolish thing to hope that perhaps their hunch meant she would be able to see them...
               — their head snaps up as she follows after, gingerly walking closer to her. the corners of their lips curl up slightly as they place a pale hand on their chest, gasping as if freshly startled.    ❝   oh no, you got me!   ❞   yet her eyes still look faintly past them, staring at the spot they just were.    a faint scoff escapes their lips as she moves away, tracing the shadow of footsteps on the carpet.   ❝   hey, no no no, i’m over here! i was right there in front of you!   ❞
               the spirit lets out a small sigh before glancing down at the staff in their grasp. perhaps a little bit of magic would sway her. with their free hand, they slowly pulled the air around them close to form a single snowflake, glistening in the dim light.   ❝   alrighty, miss, catch this.   ❞   with a flick the snowflake swirls forward on a breeze towards her.
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@vintborn​
𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐙𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐄, head whipping to slither of wind that   THREATENS   her warmth. A frown and a slight   groan   as she stomps over to aforementioned direction to close the   window  –  no doubt left open overnight.   Strange  , the last few days had been bitterly cold, whom would possibly open their window ? Unless the cleaners had been using heavy chemicals and required airing this out for her safety?  REGARDLESS   , she would not be too sure of this but continues about her day, adjusting the bow in her hair before she leaves the room she sleeps within. 
         Not far down the corridor does she feel herself being watched. Slowly to glance over her shoulder, in child like manner as though the culprit would not see these actions of the young ancient. “  Boo!  ” She jumps, turning around as she does so, hands to be raised like a bear, attempting to intimidate whatever may be lurking. She means no harm. Nobody to be seen and hands on hips with purse of lips in… thought?   Disappointment  ? Certain she could feel a presence, she takes her small feet one step at a time, carefully following pattern on carpet to hopefully approach whomever had been close by. She does not feel   THREATENED   , she knows this is   potentially   the most secure building in midgar. Curious is she, to see what she may find – whom she may see !
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               “Hello — is   anyone   there?” She shouts, though melodical. “Come out, come out   wherever   you are – !” Again with same tune of voice, though she is in no urgency as her arms are out to her sides, raised though as on a balance beam. Her careful footing continues to follow design on floor beneath as she awaits - hopes for a response, before continuing her journey further.
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vintborn · 4 years
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crawls out of my grave
who wants memes
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vintborn · 4 years
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i love jack’s main two nicknames are:
- old man winter (the myth)
- the boy-spirit (the reality)
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vintborn · 4 years
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You can’t do this on your own. Minho comes first, remember?
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vintborn · 4 years
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it’s my birthday tomorrow so i reckon u should leave soft asks for jack :/
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vintborn · 4 years
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𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐓 / 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓   ♡   𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒
    change any gendered language to your needs.  ♡
“   you  don’t  have  to  hide  your  tears  from  me .   ” “   you’re  doing  great ,   okay ??   i mean it .   ” “   you  are  so  strong .   ” “   please  don’t  ever  give  up .   ” “   i  will  always  believe  in  you .   ” “   why  do  you  always  think  you  have  to  do  everything  on  your  own ??   ” “   it’s  okay ,   i’m  here .   i’ll  always  be  here .   ” “   you’ve  always  been  strong  for  me .   let  me  return  the  favor .   ” “   just  listen  to  my  heartbeat ,   okay ??   ” “   come  on ,   take  a  deep  breath .   it’s  gonna  be  alright .   ” “   please ,   just  hold  me .   ” “   you  always  meant  the  world  to  me .   i’m  sorry  i  let  you  forget  that .   ” “   i  never  stopped  loving  you .   ” “   you’ll  feel  better  if  you  talk  about  it .   i’m  here  to  listen .   ” “   you’re  so  much  more  than  the  mistakes  you’ve  made .  ” “   i  forgive  you .   ” “   you  are  so  fucking  powerful .   ” “   i’m  not  leaving  you  here .   ” “   i  trust  you  more  than  anyone  else  in  this  universe .   ” “   it’s  okay  to  be  confused .   nobody  has  all  the  answers .   ” “   i’m  so ,   so  sorry .   you  didn’t  deserve  that .   ” “   healing  is  not  linear ,   but  it’s  always  moving  forward .   ” “   you  can  admit  that  you’re  hurting .   it’s  okay  to  not  be  okay .   ” “   hold  my  hand ??   ” “   you  are  my  home .   ” “   no  matter  what  anyone  else  says ,   you  are  so  important  to  me .   ” “   don’t  worry .   i’ll  protect  you .   ” “   shh ,   it  was  just  a  nightmare .   you’re  safe .   ” “   don’t  talk  about  yourself  like  that .   ” “   just  say  the  word .   you  know  i’d  do  anything  for  you .   ” “   you  are  loved .   ” “   i  just  need  a  hug .   ” “   i’ll  destroy  anything  that  so  much  as  thinks  of  harming  you .   ” “   don’t  ever  let  anyone  make  you  feel  ashamed  of  who  you  are .   ” “   you’re  not  alone .   you’re  stuck  with  me  forever .   sorry .   ” “   well ,   hello  sleeping  beauty .   you  fell  asleep  on  me .   ” “   if  you  don’t  take  your  butt  back  to  bed ,   i  will  carry  you  there  myself .   ” “   i’m  sorry  to  wake  you  up ,   but  i  really  need  someone  to  talk  to .   ” “   i  hate  seeing  you  like  this   …   please ,  let  me  help .   ” “   you  are   &   always  will  be  precious  to  me .   ” “   i  can’t  believe  that  asshole  said  that  to  you .   it’s  not  true ,   you  know .    ” “   you  want  me  to  punch  him  in  the  face  ??   ” “   you  deserve  every  good  thing  in  the  world .   ” “   you  know  i  always  have  your  back .   ” “   you  don’t  have  to  worry  about  anything ,   as  long  as  i’m  around .   ” “   stop  apologizing ,   okay ??   i’ve  already  told  you  i’ve  forgiven  you  a  hundred  times now .   ” “   don’t  beat  yourself  up  over  this .   be  kind  to  yourself ,   it’s  not  your  fault .   ”
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~the lanky modelling poses of whitey winn
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vintborn · 4 years
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i found the rotg fic i wrote when i was 13 and rereading it im
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vintborn · 4 years
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❄  —   zagubionywilk​  (  𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫  )
                >> ⚔️ <<       THE WHITE WOLF    bristles slight as he’s laughed at,   though he withholds the urge to    QUESTION    why    ———-    what he did for it to be so funny.    he    DOES    such as it would just make the whole interaction weirder.    he had a job to complete in this town,    he    DIDN’T    want all the residents to fear some    “    crazy witcher    “    before he could even    DO    a bloody thing.
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            ❝        MAGIC.    of course.    i suppose that a witcher with the ability to use such would    . .   make it easier to    SEE    you.       ❞              the rest made no sense but gods was he    GOING    to leave that alone.    the business of remembering and    not    remembering was a whole    OTHER    avenue. 
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              spirit pauses for a moment,  shaking their head loosely.   it was clear that this witcher was not one who would be inclined towards their particular antics.   ❝   what are you hunting then?   ❞   their voice takes on a more solemn tone,  quieter,  almost that of a child realising the horrors of the world for the first time.   making it a deliberate point not to look him directly in the eyes.   they had not watched over the village that was nearby for long  (such were the ways of a vagabond as they)  but they noticed the dim glint of fear in the children’s eyes.   something the adults didn’t see  --  or ignored.   ❝   you mentioned a contract.   ❞
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vintborn · 4 years
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whats up im gonna try to get through my tiny drafts but im planning on buying sculpey and making earrings cause its almost my birthday and fuck it i just wanna chill out
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