#flameofwarmth

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No rping tonight because I just can't, sorry.

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I think I just fell off of an emotional cliff, so if I don’t reply right now then yeah I probably won’t

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Goodnight, I love you

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*cries*

FUCK I completely forgot to respond to my rp all weekend

Like seriously I keep forgetting this is an rp blog because I only have one rp going

Someone should change that please okay just like tag me in a starter please

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Open ish RP meant for flameofwarmth but anyone can respond I guess

Jack walked along the edge of a bridge, wondering how it would be to actually be taking a risk here. He couldn’t remember the feeling of danger that well, maybe danger from Pitch, but nothing more than that. He was safe and always would be; more trapped than safe, really. He could never get out of this. With a sigh he stepped off the edge and landed on the ice that formed beneath him immediately.

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Adena sat alone on a bench in a nearby park. Her nose was buried in a book and she was bundled up, ready for whatever the weather would throw at her.

“Snow daaay~!”

The wind whirled around Jack in a tizzy fit. A laugh nearly echoed off walls that the teen would bounce off. Clouds were setting in at just the simplest twirl of his staff and a blowing of wind. Ah, he loved his this part. It was like completing a puzzle. Setting pieces together that were finally just right to reveal his masterpiece. Landing bare feet onto the hard grassy ground, the teen let out a huff of satisfaction. A nod was given at the darkening sky. Beauty at its finest. 

Little flakes beginning to fall at the cheer excitement that began to build up within his broad chest. “Beauty indeed.” It was these moments that never seemed to get old; after all these years, he still enjoyed every lasting moment. At last glance, the teen turned, the staff being cast over his shoulder before a woman was obstructing his view. 

“Books? Really?” Jack said in an abrupt tone. Most still did not see him and those that did were children, of course so he feared not of intruding. He made the most beautiful sight— the beginning of a positively lovely winter wonderland and this girl was simply reading?! Uninterested, the teen leaned over the back of the bench to sneak a glance of the thick novel. Nose scrunched instantaneously  “Ick. It doesn’t even have pictures!”

[nipperofnoses-blog]

It was both. Thank you so much.

I’d wondered. *hugs* Do you need to talk to me? I’m more than willing to listen, even if you have to hide behind Muse. I do understand that. My Mun usually can’t handle talking to people very well without me, so I understand if we have to talk Muse to Muse. *chuckles* Just know that it’s okay to talk to me about anything. I won’t judge.

Take care, snowflake. I love you. :)

[nipperofnoses-blog]

"Jack... I need you..."

*raises eyebrows* Really? Is this a Muse or Mun problem, or both? I just want to make sure that I’m giving time to people who really need it, since so many people need my time right now.

*smiles* Though I’d be happy to RP with you when I have a spare moment. I just don’t have many of those right now. *chuckles* We could try and write up a good plot for a roleplay though. Plots help to keep me intrigued and more willing to keep them up. :)

Take care, sweetheart. I still love you.