#jinx; || verse two; || you’re still a traitor;

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finally getting like...verse info in order and stuff

SEASON ONE-TWO:

Hunter & Jinx are together & have been for a few years, Hunter does not know that Jinx is a lil backstabbing traitor to the coven. Takes place during season one-two. Follows canon. jinx; || verse one; || it might be closer to despair;

SEASON THREE:

Season 3. Hunter knows that Jinx has been actively lying to him. Jinx believes that their relationship with Hunter to be over, but they themself are not over it. Jinx has taken over the position of Golden Guard & tasked with bringing Hunter back to Belos, however, they've been trying to help hunter escape indirectly. Follows canon otherwise. jinx; || verse two; || you’re still a traitor;

NO-HUNTER CANON TIMELINE:

A verse where Jinx never dated hunter, they aren’t together, Jinx doesn’t even know his name. They’re a low level guard, and fully dedicated to their own underground rebellion. They have no reason to care about people, and treat ALL people like pawns. They’re very manipulative and not careful with people’s feelings in the slightest. Season 1-3; follows everything established for Jinx just minus hunter. [note: jinx hates this timeline lol] jinx; || verse three; || pull the strings day after day;

POST SERIES (4 years post):

A few months after the defeat of Belos; Jinx was offered a position at Hexside, teaching the History of the Boiling Isles, as well as teaching in the Oracle Track. Being offered the very position that Professor Naxxremis had been fired from. At first, Jinx thought that Bump was joking, but it was clear very quickly that Bump knew Jinx better than they thought he did. Jinx turns out to be a great professor; and an amazing Oracle in general. Bump helps nurture this in Jinx over the four years after the events of Belos’ defeat. It turns out, Professor Ward can manage a classroom even better than they can manage a rebellion.

Hunter timeline additional info: Jinx & Hunter have also reconciled by the 4 year-post mark. It's been rough, but Jinx no longer puts up the false persona they created in front of him. Over all, they are healthier, happier, and get teased a lot by Luz. jinx; || verse four; || but loving you's a good problеm to have;

PRE-SERIES:

Anything that takes place prior to the series. IE: during Jinx’s short time at Hexside (Until they were 12-13), during Jinx’s time as a low member of the Emperor’s Coven, or before Jinx and Hunter officially got together. jinx; || verse five; || i should be the posterkid for this;

B(C)ATS VERSE:

Jinx and Raine ( @scngbard​ ) are working together in their rebellion, and Jinx lowkey views Raine as a parental figure despite past trauma. Jinx refuses to call themself a ‘bat’, but they do actively help. Jinx also runs to Raine anytime they need help with something. They know that Darius & Eberwolf are in on everything, and often communicate with them as well. jinx; || verse six; || i see everyone getting all the things I want;

BELOS SIDED:

The verse where jinx eventually works with belos and leaves behind the rebellion for reasons. but they were a rebel at some point. They actively take the place of Hunter, practically kicking him out of his position. Jinx believes they are in the right to do this due to Belos' manipulation. jinx; || verse seven; || doin' all your witchcraft to pull me in;

SILVER GUARD:

Role-reversal au for jinx & hunter. Basically, jinx was raised with the intention of working for belos. Jinx was easily molded into what belos wanted given that jinx didn’t have compassion for the general population, and has no issue doing things belos wants as long as Jinx is given perks. they’re known as ‘the silver guard’, and are far more cold and cruel than anyone else. jinx; || verse eight; || you're better on your own;

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@thcsevoices​ said:  “I’m not scared of you. And its sad that you seem scared of yourself.” (Jenkins @ Jinx)

         Jinx is quiet for a moment, before letting out a small bitter laugh.

“Scared?” They run a hand through their hair, before looking back out the window of the Owl House. “Scared isn’t right. I’m... Disappointed?” They attempt to think of the right word to use. 

                  “Pissed? Ready to throw myself into the Emperor’s path of destruction?” They let out a seething breath as they compose themself. 

                         “It doesn’t matter what I am. What matters is I risked everything for someone who wasn’t willing to risk anything for me.” Their eyes narrow. “And that’s never happening again.”

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Black Feather (3/?)

Summary:  Kuroba Kaito has a plan. Find the people responsible for his father’s death, branded within the magic community as a traitor, and make them pay. There’s just some things he needs to do first. (Set in the HP-verse.) Slowburn KaiShin.

[Beginning]     [Previous Chapter]

So here Kaito is.

Back in the same, mundane interrogation room, wrongly accused and feeling overly stuck, once again, in the grey. The only difference between this attempt at policing, and the previous, is that instead of having Mouri sat next to him, Kudo has the dark skinned Auror – Hattori – instead.

They seem like a much more comfortable partnership. Good for them.

Maybe Kaito would feel happier for the Aurors if they weren’t currently staring him down, trying to figure him out. Arrested, again, simply because he’d been somewhere he wasn’t allowed?

He understands there’s some sort of point behind this, something hinting at justice, but a faint irritation builds at him as he realises that this isn’t just two aurors finishing up their jobs. There’s also prejudice here, no matter how unconscious it might be.

“I was just in pursuit of some dragons.” Kaito says, repeating what he’d already told them at Mt. Fuji. “And I thought inside the caves, I’d be able to see them.”

Hattori’s expression is stern. He says, “there were alarms. One of which ya got past without triggerin’ a response in. Tha’ doesn’t seem suspicious to ya?”

Kaito shrugs. “The dragons get cold easily, you know, since they’re cold blooded reptiles. My best bet to see them, was to go in the caves.”

Crossing his arms, Kudo narrows his eyes. “And you snuck past the alarm to see them. Is that right?”

“How do you know I’m not just cold blooded.” Kaito says, trying to keep the bite of a grin out of his voice. He’s bored, while confined in a place like this, but he can make it a little more interesting… hopefully. “I mean, I’m not the kind of person to sneak into places.”

Kind of a lie. Because of the whole Kaitou KID element to his life. But well, he doesn’t really sneak even then, he sidles onto the crime scene, edges his way to what he’s set out to steal.

Sneaking implies that there is something cowardly about the way he acts – and KID, Kaito, is most certainly not a coward. No, there’s an element of bravery behind every risk he takes. He is not the type to sneak around.

“Right,” Kudo sighs. “You’re not cold blooded, Kuroba. You used some sort of cloaking spell.”

“No,” Kaito says, tilting his head. “I didn’t. Look at my recent spells if you’re really that curious.”

They’ve already taken his wand back into their custody – searching it again for spells they’ll never find – and Kaito lets out a sigh at their difficult expressions. They’re not easy to read, these two aurors, which probably goes well for their professions. But Kaito can still read into their actions, it just takes a little longer. It’s almost like reading a book in a foreign language – achievable, but it takes more time, requires a bit more thought to understand the deeper meanings.

Hattori’s a little easier to read than Kudo, and so he’s the one Kaito focuses on. And there, in the stiffness of his shoulders, is the feeling that he’s been waiting to observe: Hesitation.

They’ve got nothing to so much as prove he’s committed any crime. His wand offers no cloaking spell, no disarmed alarms with carefully planned out magic. The only new spells they’ve seen are completely legal, no damning evidence at all.

“You have,” Kaito says “You’ve already looked at my spell history.”

The aurors both seem nonplussed, until seconds later when they start to squirm. It’s not obvious discomfort no, not anything that would be quickly picked up on by people not accustomed to observing human emotion.

“We’ve looked into the spell history,” Kudo says, “and we’ve decided we’ll give you the opportunity to confess now.”

Right – well, Kaito’s not an idiot.

He knows they’ve got nothing on him. People don’t go asking for confessions when they can force one out by throwing evidence at them. Aurors don’t work like that, and he knows it.

“There’s nothing to confess,” Kaito says, crossing his arms. He bites into his cheek at the patronising looks he receives, “so if there’s nothing you can charge me with, I’d like to leave, thank you.”

Clears his throat, Kudo lets out a sigh. It drags, almost as if it pains him to admit they’ve got no evidence on Kaito, nothing to keep him in their custody.

“You’re good to go,” the auror bites out, at last.

~~~

“Why is it,” Nakamori Aoko says, as she opens her door, waving Kaito in through the threshold, “that you’re always late! I cooked dinner for an hour ago!”

Kaito offers a small smile, with a hesitant apology behind his eyes. He knows she’d spent hours cooking, favouring the mahonashi method, using no magic but that of her hands as she prepares the dish.

Coming from a family without magic, Kaito can’t blame her for enjoying the process. Aoko had forced him to cook with her once, when she’d invited him over last, and it had proven to be a highly relaxing process.

“Sorry, sorry.” Kaito says, lifting his hands up in surrender. “I’ve had a fairly full day.”

Aoko tilts her head, watches as Kaito replaces his shoes with slippers. It’s another non-magical ritual her family follows, a culture that Kaito doesn’t really understand but follows anyway, out of respect for her customs.

She’s taught him a lot, in the time they’ve been friends, Kaito thinks. Between her and her father, they’re the closest thing he has to a family.

“I bet your day hasn’t been as busy as you think,” Aoko says, shaking her head. “You’re just constantly distracting yourself!”

She sounds exasperated, but there’s also the shy hint of a smile in her voice. As irritated as he can make her – once she’d sent a broom chasing after him with a rather high-level jinx to let out her frustration – there’s also a part of her that continues to enjoy his presence.

Which is good, because Kaito had been worrying that his time abroad would have changed things between them, even minutely. They’d sent letters by owl, but there had always seemed more formal and he’d been worrying they’d drift apart.

“Ah,” it’s a small chuckle that reaches his throat, “it’s not completely my fault today. I spent a lot of time in the auror’s station.”

At the piercing look she sends towards him, Kaito adds a quick, “due to no fault of my own. Obviously.”

Aoko isn’t an idiot, it’s one of the reasons he loves her so much. She’d been the brightest witch in their class, and when she’d decided to go into training as a healer, she’d been in the highest tier as well. So, Kaito can see the understanding flash across her face within seconds.

“Not even back a few hours,” she sighs, “and already they’re making things difficult for you because of your surname. God, if I ever meet them, I’m going to jinx them so badly they’ll be sent to the hospital.”

Kaito lets out a small laugh. “Where you’ll then have to treat them.”

“Yes,” Aoko says with a small nod, “it’ll be very satisfying. But in the meantime, please don’t get yourself into situations that’ll catch the aurors attention. They’re always looking for reasons to be cruel to you, you know that.”

“Looking for too many reasons to arrest me,” Kaito says. Twice. He’s been arrested twice in one day, and maybe both had been his fault but he still has a right to be annoyed by it. “But yeah, I won’t go looking for trouble, Aoko.”

Another lie. Kaito’s not only going looking for trouble, but he’s taking a swan dive into disaster, hoping he can swim deeply into it’s depths until he finds the exact trouble he’s looking for.

“Good,” Aoko says, nodding. “Dad! Kaito’s finally here, we can finally eat!”

A small resounding cheer from the other room leaves Kaito grinning.

~~~

“So you enjoyed your travels abroad?” Nakamori Ginzo – Aoko’s father – says after they’ve eaten dinner, the three of them settling down in the small sitting room. “You were quite eager to go, weren’t you?”

Kaito nods. He sits, leaning back against the wall, watching the two Nakamori’s as they relax following their meal. There’s not a lot of magical items in this house. Ginzo, Aoko’s father, has no magical blood in his veins, and so Aoko tries not to overwhelm him with too much of the unknown.

“Yeah,” Kaito says, “it interesting seeing how all the European and North American magical cultures are different to our own. Did you guys enjoy the postcards I sent?”

Aoko grins. “Of course, we did, they were wonderful! Although, added with all your letters, my neighbours now believe we have an owl problem around her.”

She lets out a small laugh, shaking her head. Then, “did you bring me any souvenirs?”

Kaito stalls, offers a shrug and a half smile. He says, “all I’ve got on me are dragon scales.”

While her father lets out a small bewildered ‘dragon scales?’, Aoko darts forwards, sitting as far close to Kaito as possible. He’s used to this, her curiosity, and the movements that predate her questions, so he simply opens the shoulder bag he’s stored the scales in and lets her peer inside.

Aoko takes one out before he can even blink.

It reflects the light in a way that makes the room seem even lighter than it is. It almost shimmers, and Aoko looks at the scale with an almost awed look, before turning back to show her father.

His awe holds uncertainty in it, but it is equally as perplexed.

“Where did you get the scales from?” Aoko asks, almost breathless, when she turns back to face him. “They’re magnificent. Which dragon are they from?”

Kaito takes the scale back, runs his hand down it. Unlike with the mother dragon earlier, when he smooths this scale, it doesn’t leave him bleeding. He says, “Mt. Fuij, there was a Ukrainian Ironbelly that was having her scales maintained. It’s not from abroad or anything.”

Aoko tilts her head and offers a smile. “Why not turn some of those scales into a little bracelet? It could be the souvenir you never got me.”

Well – it would be a means of testing how durable the scales are before making any inventions of his own. If it means he can avoid making silly, minor mistakes on future projects, then, why not appease Aoko with it?

“Sure,” Kaito says, “I’ll see what I can do. I’ve certainly got enough of these in my bag, so why not?”

~~~

Across Tokyo, in the aurors office, Shinichi bites his lip.

He’s been thinking about the arrests from this morning, the one’s with Kuroba. He’s pretty sure today is not going to be the last time that he’ll see the wizard, and so the interactions with him weigh on his mind.

How exactly does a man walk past traps without logging the spells into his wand? One look at Kuroba’s school records had shown him to be above average in his classes, but nowhere near strong enough at magic to perform wandless magic of this strength.

There’s something hidden here, something he doesn’t understand, and it grates at him.

“You still thinkin’ about tha’ Kuroba guy?” Hattori says, as he comes to join him at their desk. Their seats are opposite, with double tables, stacks of paper just high enough that Shinichi has to crane his head to see the Osakan.

“Of course I am,” Shinichi sighs, crossing his arms. He leans back against his chair, staring down at the file that they’ve managed to salvage on Kuroba. It’s got his school records, the files that have been sent from abroad – scarce, and not detailed enough due to the ministry’s lack of extradition treaties. “He just irritates me.”

“Of course he does,” Hattori says, “he’s slippery. People look at him expectin’ trouble, ‘cause of his family, so he’s learnt how to avoid gettin’ in trouble at all.”

Shinichi shakes his head. “He’s not learnt to avoid it, he’s learnt how to get away with it.”

Now, he leans forward, looking at the photograph of Kuroba from his school days. It depicts him straight-faced, looking at the camera as it flashes. And then, since the photographs show the seconds following the photographs, he moves and offers a smile to someone past the camera.

Shinichi takes a moment to look at him. Tries to read the person in the picture.

It had been taken years ago, in his final year at Mahoutokoro. When he’d just turned eighteen. Different, seeing as it’s six years old – he’s not changed too much though. He’s a little older, the blatant irritation in his shoulders have settled out and his eyes–

Wait. His eyes.

“Hattori,” Shinichi says now, “what colour were Kuroba’s eyes?”

The Osakan lets out a small laugh, says, “please tell me you’re not stuck thinkin’ about his eyes.”

Shinichi sends him a withering look. “I’m being serious. When we had him in the interrogation room, what colour were his eyes?”

Hattori breathes, “they were weird. A purple – lilac, I think?”

Shinichi nods to himself, “yeah, I thought so.”

“What of it?” Hattori says.

Shinichi stands momentarily, drops his folder on the top of Hattori’s desk, the page open on the photograph. He says, “so why, in this picture of him, are his eyes blue?”

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Okay, this is just a generic “remind me to make these verses in better detail” post

Default: Hunter x Jinx verse; they’re together & have been for a few years, Hunter does not know that Jinx is a lil backstabbing traitor to the coven. Takes place during season one or two. Follows current canon basically. will be updated once canon is finished. 

JINX. || VERSE ONE; || YOU HAD TO GET CLOSER; 

After the Reveal: Hunter knows that Jinx has been actively lying to him. It’s unclear where they stand, but Jinx is not welcome in The Emperor's Castle. And Jinx is staying in the owl house, and has a room in the crumbling stone tower behind the actual owl house. Jinx believes that their relationship with Hunter to be over, but they themself are not over it.

JINX. || VERSE TWO; || YOU’RE STILL A TRAITOR;

No-Hunter: A verse where Jinx never dated hunter, they aren’t together, Jinx doesn’t even know his name. They’re a low level guard, and fully dedicated to their own underground rebellion. They have no reason to care about people, and treat all people like pawns. They’re very manipulative and not careful with people’s feelings in the slightest.

JINX. || VERSE THREE; ||  I'M SO SICK OF MYSELF;

BATs Verse: Jinx and Raine ( @pureiimagination​ ) are working together in their rebellion, and Jinx lowkey views Raine as a parental figure. Jinx refuses to call themself a ‘bat’, but they do actively help. Jinx also runs to Raine anytime they need help with something.

JINX. || VERSE FOUR; || WHAT A SIGHT FOR SORE EYES;

Pre-Series: Anything that takes place prior to the series. IE: during Jinx’s short time at Hexside (Until they were 12-13), during Jinx’s time as a low member of the Emperor’s Coven, or before Jinx and Hunter officially got together.

JINX. || VERSE FIVE; || I SHOULD BE THE POSTERKID FOR THIS;

Belos Sided: The verse where jinx eventually works with belos and leaves behind the rebellion for reasons. but they were a rebel at some point. WIP

JINX. || VERSE SIX; || I WANT TO KILL THIS ACHILLES' HEEL;

Silver Guard: basically, jinx was raised with the intention of working for belos. Jinx was easily molded into what belos wanted given that jinx didn’t have compassion for the general population, and has no issue doing things belos wants as long as Jinx is given perks. they’re known as ‘the silver guard’. 

 JINX. || VERSE SEVEN; || I KEPT QUIET SO I COULD KEEP YOU;

Post series: WIP. obviously. this is basically just a placeholder verse. but also ya know for when me and dallas wanna do things that are like ‘oh they broke up but they’re working on getting back together’ or when they are back together. basically. 

JINX. || VERSE EIGHT; || 'CAUSE I LOVE THE GAP BETWEEN YOUR TEETH;