#wherein you see yourself briefly whole || twice ic

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open starter - Jin (werewolf verse)

He's picking quietly at his fingers, the nails on them elongating with the coming of the full moon. He should probably get his things in order for his upcoming absence, but the people who frequent his little corner store have become used to his tendencies to up and leave without warning for various lengths of time. Usually, it was to stock up on supplies that the "supernatural" folks couldn't often find in the city or would have to buy online marked up criminally high. Sometimes it was just to go out and explore and visit acquaintances who preferred to keep out on the outskirts or further into the wilderness. And others...he doesn't want to talk about those times.

Jin glances up when he sniffs the approach of another, quickly looking them over to determine if they might be a threat of some sort, and leans against the counter, holding his weight with one furry arm, tail languidly swishing behind him. "Welcome in. Get out. Don't mind him." He grins, sharp teeth on display.

"What can I do you for? Looking for anything specific? We're all out, scram!"

[tillsunbeamsfindyou]

Doing this because @glory-mourning tagged me and I love her (and being tagged in things) 

Under the cut b/c it’s pretty long

LAST

1) Drink: Caramel iced coffee

2) Phone call: co-worker

3) Text message: “bathed in sunlight” - to my roommate about a picture of a dog

4) Song listened to: Don’t stop until you get enough is currently playing

5) Time you cried: very briefly last night

HAVE YOU EVER

6) Dated somebody twice: I don’t think so 

7) Been cheated on: Not to my knowledge

8) Kissed someone and regretted it: not really

9) Lost someone special: yeah

10) Been depressed: lmao

11) Gotten drunk and puked: actually no! go me

THREE FAVOURITE COLOURS

12) Green

13) Purple

14) Orange

IN THE LAST YEAR YOU HAVE YOU

15) Made new friends: Yes!

16) Fallen out of love: hmm not really 

17) Laughed until you cried: definitely

18) Found out someone was gossiping about you: idk? I always miss things and my Bad Brain makes me forget even if it happened

19) Met someone who changed your life: Yes totally

20) Found out who your true friends are: i guess? idk if there was a situation that necessitated this 

21) Kissed someone on your Facebook list: Yeah?

HOW MANY/MUCH

22) Facebook friends: 494 lol HOW

23) Pets: 0 

:(

24) Want to change your name: Already been there done that so no

WHAT

25) Did I get for my birthday: It was all combined with graduation so idk money?

26) Time I woke up: 7:57 - too late and missed my bus lol

27) Were you doing at midnight: scrolling through tumblr 

28) Can’t you wait for: the day I can get a pet in my new apartment!

29) Was the last time you saw your mom: May 2nd

30) Is something you wish you could change about your life: I wish I had more money and no debt. I also wish I was already in grad school

31) Are you listening to right now: The Middle - Jimmy Eat World

32) Gets on your nerves: small repetitive noises like clicking and tapping 

33) Talked to a person named Tom: ?????

34) Is your most visited website: tumblr

35) Elementary school/primary school: Northwest Christian Academy 

36) High School: TCCHS

37) College: This is all too specific I don’t want y’all to find me 

38) Hair colour: brown

39) Long/short hair: prefer short, but it’s medium rn 

40) Crush: do I have a crush right now? idk. I have from friend crushes tho

41) Do you like about yourself: Uh I think I’m smart so that’s good 

42) Piercings: ears only

43) Blood type: do people usually know this? how do you even find out

44) Nickname: people try to call me Riles some times. It doesn’t usually stick 

45) Relationship status: Single

46) Zodiac: Taurus

47) Pronouns: She/her

48) Favourite show: B99 for the most part 

also ASOUE because it wrecked my whole life and my day

49) Tattoos: none

50) Left or right handed: Left!

FIRST

51) Surgery: wisdom teeth

52) Piercings: ears.

53) Best friend: my roommate

54) Sport: Gymnastics/soccer

55) Vacation: Nana’s house in Mexico I think 

56) Pair of shoes: I’m gonna have to assume baby shoes 

RIGHT NOW

57) Eating: doughnut

58) Drinking: This was the first question.

59) I am about to: get back to work

60) Listening to: Your Bright Baby Blues - Jackson Browne 

61) Waiting for: my 1pm meeting 

62) Want to see: money deposited into my account 

63) Want to get married: uh maybe? I like the idea of a party to celebrate myself and partner, but a lot of other shit goes into being married and idk about that

64) Career: okay okay strap in - 

PhD in Archaeology (ideally connecting archaeology to current cultural anthro), Curator at a museum wherein I get to do research and publish things and also design and exhibit/educational materials related to my research. While also being jointly appointed to a university were I get to teach (preferably undergrads) and help support future anthropologists 

heck yeah

WHICH IS BETTER

65) Hugs/kisses: hugs

66) Lips/eyes: Eyes

67) Taller/shorter: Taller

68) Younger/older: ??

69) Romantic/spontaneous: what does this mean

70) Nice arms/nice stomach: i don’t care?

71) Sensitive/loud: what does this mean 

72) Hookup/relationship: wat

73) Troublemaker/hesitant: WHAT DOES THIS MEAN

HAVE YOU EVER

74) Kissed a stranger: not a total stranger no

75) Drank hard liquor: Yeah

76) Lost glasses/contact lenses: no

77) Turned someone down: Yes

78) Canoodling on a first date: no

79) Broken someone’s heart: idk?.

80) Had your own heart broken: Yes. 

81) Been arrested: No

82) Cried when someone died: Yes

83) Fallen for a friend: yeah that’s my MO

DO YOU BELIEVE IN

84) Yourself: yeah mostly

85) Miracles: yes

86) Santa Clause: No

87) Kisses on a first date: sure

88) Angels: yes

89) Love at first sight: No

OTHER

90) Best friend’s name: Eric

91) Eye colour: Brown

92) Favourite movie: I still say Juno 

[destruxxon]

good boy. (you know damn well its snipe n jin :3

Good boy || Accepting Call the muse a good boy/girl to see their reaction!

It fully catches you off guard, two simple words and your whole brain has stalled on them. You choke on a gasp, the stuttering air coming out as a small groan instead. You turn to look at him, seeing that stupid look fixed on his stupid handsome face pisses you off. Just as quickly as you flush, ears tinged a near crimson, you pull yourself together enough to glare at him.

You approach him from across the room, hands on your hips and lean into his space, close enough to wisp your breath across his lips. Just as he comes in to kiss you, you pull away just as fast and raise one hand to punch him in the arm.

"Don't do that out of nowhere! Say it again!" You pause, and then, pointing a finger up say, "fine, maybe later."

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@patronsxints ♥'d (you get an ectoplasm!)

"Aizawa." He's standing beside the desk, arms crossed and eyes narrowed behind the thick lens of his glasses. He leans over to pull the paper out of the other's already loose grip and places it on the desk with a huff.

"You can barely keep your head up, when's the last time you slept?" Even with his poor vision, he can see the heavy bags.

And, considering he is a mathematician, he knows that the number is much too high.

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Open starter - Jin

He's waiting out on the balcony, one of those nice ones that's outfitted with furniture damn near bolted to the floor. He's smoking, the pack next to him nearing empty and an ash tray with more than a couple fizzled out butts pilling around the rim of it. At first, it seems that he's lost in his own world, gazing up at the clouds, unaware of the eyes on him. But slowly, an easy smirk on his lips as he does, turns to look at the other. He motions with a shrug of his shoulder for them to come closer.

He takes the cig out of his mouth, the smoke lingering between his lips, small furls of grey pluming between the little gaps as he grasps their collar and brings them down for a heated kiss. Smoke billowing out in the air and easing between their lips.

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@4heart ♥'d

The hideout was quiet, not the most common of occurrences, usually the place was filled with the sounds of every day life of a bunch of villains on the run. Chattering, footsteps, a dingy tv either being used for games or to watch the latest news, or cartoons for the youngest of the League members. Speaking of which, Jin was looking for him at just that moment. He had already searched the kitchen and the excuse for a living room they had. The only other place he could think of...

He peeks his head into the dingy "computer room," it was just a laptop on a desk pushed up against the wall so the laptop was always plugged in. It wasn't strong enough to play any of Spinner's games so it was banished to here where its become somewhat of a family computer. Jin squinted his eyes to try and see what the other was doing (old man vision sucked) before he fully entered and looked over Mustard's head to see.

"Webkinz, again?" He sighs. "You aren't wracking up any more debt are you?" He places a hand on top of Mustard's head, gently patting him on the head before he pauses and squints his eyes (this time in old man thought.)

"Hey, when's the last time you brushed your hair?"

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Non-sexual Intimacy || Accepting @bulletshot asked " [ TRACE ] for one muse to trace patterns on the others skin ( snipe n jin "

You usually wake up one of two ways: face smooshed against the side of his neck, leg thrown over his hip and the blankets half kicked off as he scrolls through his phone; or in the bed on your own, sounds coming from outside the door or with the knowledge that the man was off working. You don't often get the opportunity to wake up before him but when you do, you let him rest as you take in the repose of domesticity.

As you watch his chest rise and fall, a hand reaches out and traces over his collar bone, caressing the length of the bone then down his sternum and over his navel. You pick your hand up and move it to touch over the planes of his face. Across his hairline, skimming over his brows then down the slope of his nose. You stop at the cheek not buried into the pillow, and with your pointer finger begin to draw nonsensical patterns into the skin.

Loops, stars, hearts, initials (whose? oh, you know), sliding up to his forehead and then down to his jaw before going back and returning to the masterpiece you're creating. You pause as you feel him shift, glancing over and startling a bit at the now open eyes meeting your own.

"Hey there, how'd you sleep?" You mummer. "Got any ideas for breakfast? I want waffles."

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open starter - Jin (western verse)

Working a crowd isn't so hard, especially when compared to his old past time of derailing and robbing trains all on his lonesome, it was all about the finesse. He's gotten pretty good at being the charming salesman, drawing eyes to his tinctures and wares, playing the part of such a well mannered and homely honest man with his little quirks and curiosities. It was fun, and he always got to meet the most interesting faces when he drifted through towns.

He whistles low, pointing into the crowd at the next sorry sucker his next client. "You there, well, aren't you a sight for sore eyes? Hideous thing, ain't ya?" He grins, single gold canine glinting in the heavy rays of the sun, tipping the brim of his hat up, just the barest edge of his scar peeking below the rim, to get a better look at the person as he saunters closer to them.

Jin wipes his gloved hands down on his vest before putting it out for a handshake, quickly he turns their hand upwards and presses against the lines in their palms with a pitying shake of his head. "I can tell just from your hands something's ailing ya'! Fit as a fiddle. Memory, weak muscles, consumption even? Worry not, 'cause I've got it all to cure it all! And for you, darling, I'll even cut you a deal."

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Different Kisses || Accepting @eclipsemuses asked " [ irresistable ] sender taunts receiver by easing closer, promising a kiss, and then backing away, making receiver chase their lips / jin keigo "

He protests with an irate groan when Hawks pulls away from him, not fully but just enough to interrupt the only good part of Jin's day so far. Not that it had been bad perse but it was nothing to write home about, so Hawks showing up with a promised treat for Jin before their "Liberation Lessons" and the indication of a welcome kiss was definitely the highlight. So imagine his utter dismay at being denied such a thing! This has to count as some sort of mistreatment case.

Truly not one above chasing, he leans further in to capture the hero's lips, grabbing him by the collar of his jacket to prevent him from pulling the same shit again. Jin huffs into the kiss, finally satisfied with receiving what he wanted. It doesn't last very long despite the bit of heat he lays into it, separating with no fanfare, just a slightly disgruntled frown.

His fingers stay balled up in the fabric of Hawks' jacket, not demanding his movement just preventing him from shifting away, and he leans their foreheads together as he eyes the other through the opaque fabric covering them. "You're so mean to me. Nicest guy I know. Worst teacher ever, I'm giving you zero stars on Ratemyprofessor. You'll never teach again."

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closed starter - @quirkthieves

Between bites of an oversized parfait, one of the ones that came in the tall elegant glass and was nothing but sugar all the day down in a color that certainly wasn't natural to the world (sure lavender and baby blue are cute but that just ain't normal), he points his spoon at Nagant, tone serious.

"No quirks, no weapons, just pure fists and wits, what's the strongest animal you think you could beat in a fight? Take it out, guns blazing. I think I could at least fight off a wolf or something. Maybe if it's really scrawny, a panther. It would tear me to shreds."

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Lap prompts || @bulletshot asked "[ ADJUST ]: sender sits in the receiver's lap in order to fix their collar or tie or other item of clothing. ( snipe for jin"

You're laid out across the couch, arms folded over your chest and very obviously ignoring the clock on the wall. Your suit is half done up and crumpled, in spite of the likely expensive dry-cleaning it went through, and you huff as you hear the clacking of shoes enter the room.

"Do I have to go to his thing? Can't wait! I'm so excited." You might have changed a tad since getting together, but you can't fully extinguish your hatred for heroes and going to some haughty-taughty gala for the rich and elite of them, that sounds like hell. And your horoscope last week told you to start keeping your peace and being kinder to yourself. Going to this party is the exact opposite of that.

You don't even react as you usually would when the weight of the other settles on you, just looking up with a petulant grimace, as your hands find purchase on his thighs. At least the outfit was nice on him, you almost wish you could just take it off and have way more fun at home as much as you wish you could just lay here and stare at him in his fancy cowboy getup. The bolo tie is a nice touch.

While rough hands smooth down your collar and the wrinkles in your shirt (tie abandoned over the top of it, you hadn't even bothered trying to put it on before you came to wallow on the couch) you sigh, tracing patterns into the bulk of his thigh with one finger. "We should stay home, ya know, take this fancy shit off. Keep it on. Crack out a board game or something, you like Risk, don't you? Monopoly's better. It'll be way more fun, sweetpea." And yes you are pulling out those silly southern nicknames to try and entice him. You're not above that.

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Non-sexual Intimacy || Accepting @bulletshot asked " [ CRY ] for one muse to cry in the others presence (mustard n twice "

You make quick work of placing him down into a chair, patting his back and wiping his tears as they continue to fall. You aren't even sure what's wrong, you don't think you've ever seen the kid cry like this before. Frustrated tears? Sure. Little pricks of moisture after getting hurt? Light work. This? These big hiccupping cries? You're completely out of your element. You hadn't seen what caused it, just heard the wailing and had hurried over without a second thought to try and comfort him.

You make quick work of getting glass of water, and busting out some of the All Natural 100% Real Fruit Juice gummies from the top of the fridge before you make your way back over. Keeping an eye out in your peripheries for every moment you aren't right in front of him.

Laying them out on the table you look him over for any type of visible bruises or injuries but it's kind of hard to tell with that uniform on, so you default to just giving slow and soothing pats to the top of his head as you speak to him. "Hey, bud, what's wrong? I don't care. Something happen?"

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@bulletshot ♥'d

"You must be the cowboy with the huge stab wound." You're not the most tactful person, but the patient in question doesn't look much more phased about the stabbing than you do, so you're not too concerned about being told off for your attitude.

You check the clipboard in one of your hands, the other holding a tray of supplies, as you push the wheeled stool in the corner of the room with your foot closer to the bed. "Oooook, it looks like none of your vital organs were hit, so congrats." You accentuate your words with a little wave of the board.

"I'm just here to change the dressing on your wound while the doc decides what to do with you. So let's get along until then, partner."

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closed starter - @bulletshot

Knocking on the wood of the door frame to catch the young boy's attention, you speak up.

"Get off the ipad and put on your shoes, we're going to the park!"

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@bulletshot ✦

You smirk into the kiss, pleased with yourself over catching him off guard and worming yourself out of trouble with ease. You grasp him at the wrist when the hands find purchase on your hips, almost letting out an exasperated chuckle as he quickly finds contact with your skin, and your hands travel up from the joint, slowly mapping across his forearms, before gripping lightly at his biceps. Pressing your fingers into the fabric of his shirt to feel the form of him underneath it. Not to say that you don't like the way he wears his southern aesthetic, because you really do, but maybe a few more short sleeves should be added to his wardrobe.

As he pulls away, you chase him a bit, breath ghosting over his lips, wanting to take that smirk and meld it with your own. The already short distance, even smaller now. It gets no fuss out of you, when he moves to readjust your stolen goods, not worried for a moment he would take it back. Just happy to lean into the touches and be treated tenderly, returning the gesture with a gentle squeeze to his arms and a cheesy grin.

"Not lucky, but you certainly are special. One of the few mad men, who find me pretty. Even crazier when you're the pretty one. Ugly ass cowboy." You watch his eyes shift, not mentioning anything, but you pocket the reaction as a little something for yourself, a private treasure.

Your laughter comes out like a backwater creek. Slow and methodical, nothing raucous or powerful, but flowing and honest. Murky with something lurking beneath it. "Not too much, no, but what are you going to do for it? Sugar."

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Patch-Up @sanitatemsolis asked " [COMFORTS] The sender reassures the receiver, offering comfort while tending to the injuries. (Jin ♥) "

A little delirious from blood loss and the sting of lights in his eyes making his head a little dizzy, Jin's tongue feels too heavy to properly wrap around the sounds he wants to make. He still makes an appreciative groan at the woman's kind words, reassuring him he was going to be ok. His vision is too blurred to really see the details of her figure but he can make out the bush of red around her head and the ruby gaze watching over him, and while he has little reason to, he believes her gentle words.

He smiles, the most he could do as he breathes through the pain. Something sharp and infectiously torturous as it radiates across his torso and tingles up his spine. He vaguely remembers a run in with a hero, one that had actually spotted him amongst his clones, adrenaline still pumping from another successful heist, enough to get in contact with someone who could help with the deep gash he had sustained.

Finally working up the strength to do more than grunt. "Nice place you got here, sorry about the blood."