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Alrighty so it's probs obvious by now but I'm slowly working on revamping Vince as I miss him terribly. I've changed his theme and am mid-way through his pages although they'll take some time. I need to make some more icons before actually getting to rping too. I'm starting afresh so all previous drafts have been deleted. However, if you want to keep a connection between Vince and your character and start a new thread let me know!
Okay so, this officially sucks and is kind of a last resort, but I've been left with no choice but to put Vincent on indefinite hiatus. I just can't seem to find the muse for him, little threads are okay but when I've attempted to tackle lengthy replies (which pretty much make up the entirety of my drafts), I've struggled to write a sentence in less than an hour. I'm terrified if I push myself, I'll lose him altogether and I'm way too attached to have to close this account. Even though he's going to be on hiatus, I will be working behind the scenes to respond to everything I owe and get this bae back up and running again. This is not me giving up on Vince or the wonderful interactions he has, this is me attempting to hold onto him instead of finding myself resenting logging onto here. My sincerest apologies go out to anyone this inconveniences and I hope you all stick around for when I am able to have him in full swing again.
Sincerely,
The Mun.
P.S On the off chance anyone finds themselves wishing to rp with me, I'll be over here when I'm not at uni/work/being an adult and like I said, I will be slowly getting to Vince things over time.
*Sobs* No Vince muse.
“It’s getting bad, you weren’t there again.” — Margaret Atwood, excerpt from “Small Tactics”
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— You’re standing in my way.. because?
"Actually, I believe you're in my way. What's a guy got to do to get a cup of coffee without finding someone hogging the machine."
#stiles yelling about stuff but no one could hear because wet stiles#amen
"I don’t want to forget how your voice sounds."
His words shouldn’t have made her smile, but they did. In the beginning all Clary ever saw him as was a friend, a person to fight beside and slowly it became more. She felt like she could go to him when life just left like it was weighing her down and he was there to take her into his arms and even briefly make it all seem better.
“ Stop being a sap, you’ll see me tomorrow and then you’ll wish I’d stop talking and you know it. “
The brief cluster of moments in which the line was immersed in silence, was one in which Vince was certain the redhead had smiled through; an identically elated expression having settled upon his own, handsome features. They were more than friends now, something which proved achingly evident in the manner in which they conversed, although exactly what they were remained undefined; yet the young Nephilim was confident they'd both felt the shift into uncharted waters and the more time they spent together, paved the way for those closest to them to pick up on a change in turn.
" 'A sap' she says, I'll have you know I was going for sweet, Fray" he hummed deeply, his words interspersed with an alluring chuckle. "You're not wrong there, though. I'll soon be praying for silence next time you go on an hour long rant over the benefits of good quality pastels verses those purchased at some bargain basement grocery store. But right now, it's not that late and I'm still relatively awake, therefore I'm not ready to let you go yet."
"Need some cheering up? I brought fluffy blankets and a movie."
There was a faint smile, but still one that appeared when she saw him walk into the room carrying blankets with a movie on top. “ Right now, I don’t think I could ask for a better friend, you know that? “
Expression somewhat relaxed compared to his usual, guarded demeanor Vince arched a brow at the welcome sight of a subtle smile from the redhead; him helplessly attempting to seek out any indications that she’d been sketching or painting, on her exposed complexion, something which had become quite a habit ever since learning of her artistic flare. Needless to say, being someone who rarely opened up enough to forge friendships after the death of his Parabatai to be, her compliment proved adequate enough to both surprise and elate him; a parting of pale lips accompanying a flutter that rose up from the depths of his abdomen to lodge itself within the center of his chest, the young male moving forward, him lowering himself down onto the couch beside her. “Mm, if that’s your way of thanking me, it’s hardly necessary, you’re not the only one who could do with the comfort” he breathed out softly, his alluring tone effortlessly dancing through the small space between them; one palm plucking up the movie he’d chosen to move it aside, his other delving into the act of unfolding the blanket he’d carried over the threshold. “I heard you were feeling a little down so I figured warmth, decent company and a storyline to really immerse yourself in, would be the best solution.”
Send me "You're all mine, lover..." for my muse's reaction to yours shoving them onto their bed and pinning their arms over their head..
Well sorta, anyway.
Super sleepy and lacking motivation so I'm heading to bed, there's a high chance I'll be on the dash on my kindle, but replies to threads will be resumed tomorrow as I'm turning off my laptop. Feel free to invade my ask though.
You wanna play Cat Woman? I’ll be your Batman.
I'm super slow 'n' sleepy m'kay.
"I hate math."
"Do you hate me?"
You know you're tired and way too invested in your character when something as simple as a species change and one single spoken sentence that you write for your muse makes you teary eyed.
