#✏️ - ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴᴋɴᴏᴡɴ // (timeline tbd)

[demonsfate]

things that are hard to hear // accepting // @advertisesouls sent . . . ❝ i can see right through you. ❞

Was it that she could sense the devil within him ? The darkness that squeezed his insides, causing a never - ending ache that begged for relief, but Jin refused to grant himself that luxury. He knew damned well he'd rather endure the agony than give into the devil. Jin wondered if she could feel that inner turmoil because it was obvious to him that she was no ordinary person. That Devil within him was screaming to be unleashed, to become acquainted with her. Devil always felt that way toward supernatural beings, or beings alike him. As Jin had always, he denied him that, too.

❝ What is it that you see ? ❞ He had his suspicions, but the question was meant to call her bluff, if there was one to call.

[pleasuregave]

❝ . . . it's not like I'm used to privacy, anyway. ❞

❝ Why do you long to drink breast milk ? ❞

[demonsfate]

*tries to pet Devil Jin*

For now, he allows it. Devil even lowers his head so that they can pet him better.

[demonsfate]

❝ GO NOW OR ABANDON ALL HOPE OF SEEING THE SUN AGAIN. ❞

❝ you stop that. ❞

[demonsfate]

He's huffing with one knee bent & a muscular arm resting on it. His strong form glistens from perspiration, & the sun's light. Jin is exhausted, & worn down. Yet, even though his body feels like solid steel, he still rises - albeit trembling, & threatening to collapse again.

"I wanna... go another round."

[demonsfate]

SPOTIFY WRAPPED ! || ACCEPTING || @ymagishi​ SENT ...

47 for the spotify wrapped!

HE  IS  SOAKED  &  BATTERED,  worn  down  from  a  fight,  &  drenched  in  mother  nature’s  showers.  although  the  rain  isn’t  any  louder  than  it  has  been  on  this  earth,  jin  swears  the  pitter  patter  of  it  can  puncture  his  eardrums.  it  seems  that  all  it  ever  does  is  pour  these  days.  what  ever  happened  to  the  sun  ?  had  he  scared  it  away  ?

jin  looks  over  to  the  woman  before  him.  he  isn’t  concerned  about  scaring  her,  she  appears  strong,  too.  he  wonders  if  they  are  alike  -  restless  fighters.

 “  ...  can  we  really  die  ?  ”

if  rain  is  what  you  want  -  slipknot

[demonsfate]

@shiningluz​ ASKED...

"Huh? What's that?" Laurel points at his phone "What a curious thing"

Jin  was  busy  texting  on  it  (  bless  Hwoarang’s  for  Jin  is  the  worst,  one  word  dry  texter  ever  )  but  he  does  lower  it  once  the  device  was  pointed  out  by  another  person.  “  It’s  a  phone,  ”  how  does  he  explain  one  ?  “  It’s  primary  function  is  to  communicate  with  other  people,  no  matter  how  far  away  they  are  from  you.  But...  you  can  do  other  things  with  it,  too.  ”

[demonsfate]

DJ: you are very important to me. *Gives him vivid nightmares*

❝ & he whines about them every night. Some people are ungrateful. ❞

[demonsfate]

*Hears Jin asking her if she likes the dorayaki and winces. Thinks: このどら焼きは不味い! あああ どしよ - 失礼なことは言いたくない! (English translation: This dorayaki tastes so bad! Ahhh what should I do - I don't want to be rude!) *Swallows it then apologizes in a pained way.* このどら焼き... 本当に硬いすぎる... ごめんね... (English translation: This dorayaki... it's really too hard... I'm sorry...) (10 year old Luna) 🐰

Oh no, he had failed to make a friend. For whatever reason, she did not like his mother's cooking. Jin had never noticed the dorayakis being too hard. But Jin has also never eaten much outside his mother's cooking. He feels embarrassed now, & awkward. He can't even look at the girl at all. So, Jin did what he thought was best.

He turns around to walk away.

[demonsfate]

*Watches Jin giving a dorayaki to her and tilts her head. Asks in a curious way.* このどら焼きを私にくれるの? (English translation: Are you giving me this dorayaki?) *Takes it from him then smiles in a thankful way.* ありがとう! (English translation: Thank you!) *Eats the dorayaki but gets nauseous in a sudden way. Covers her mouth and feels the tears forming in her eyes.* (10 year old Luna) 🐰

He smiles, happy to see that she's delighted by his gift ! Perhaps making friends is easier than he thought. But . . . her eyes are watering it seems ? Is it making her sad ? He cannot tell if the food is bad, & it makes her cry, or if something else is upsetting her.

❝ 気に入ったかい？ ❞ He asks, believing she's well enough to speak.

[demonsfate]

🐣

the child of destiny . . . as a child / accepting

He's presenting a collection of toys. They were random; some figures, cars, blocks, & some dolls. The latter of which, he picks up a doll. She looked very used; her plastic-rubbery skin littered with stains, & her hair was ratty & tangled to the point of no return. ❝ Bad. She's annoying, ❞ he declares, returning her to the pile. Jin then picks up another doll, appears to be newer with no stains, her hair silky & smooth. ❝ Good. She's fun to play with, ❞ he said, twirling a lock of her silky, artificial hair between his tiny fingers.

[demonsfate]

the young man is dressed in a silk, black suit. it appears expensive, albeit not brand new. at first glance, he resembled an authentic gentleman - the kind that no longer exist in this age. a closer look proves that to still be true. as his bow was lazily tied, & loose on his collar. his shirt underneath the blazer is poking out of his pants, when it should be tucked in.

despite being in a suit, he seems he doesn't belong in this extravagant party. his posture is stiff, & unnatural, even as he approaches you. yet, even still, he extends a white gloved hand.

❝ may i... have this dance ? ❞

[demonsfate]

"I can't go out tonight... I wanted to watch more Gunsmoke."

[demonsfate]

"get out of my way..."

[demonsfate]

THE NIGHTCLUB WAS A NIGHT FOR FUN. but like all else, jin had to RUIN it. or more accurately, his hectic life did. the dancers evacuated the whole dancefloor in a panic. some people, however, remained as they stared with wide eyes & baited breaths.

jin stood over the now comatose assassin. he held on to his shoulder where a bullet had grazed it. meanwhile, his free hand dripped blood on to the strobing dancefloor. his body trembled immensely. he was a landmine, that would blow up if anyone stepped on him. the only thing that drowned out his heavy breathing were the speakers blasting dj got us fallin' in love (feat. pitbull) by usher (clean radio edit)

[demonsfate]

RAMBLINGS OF A DRUNK MAN / ACCEPTING / ANONYMOUS ASKED ...

Jin: 🍻 “ what do you really think of life ?”

"Life? What kinda question is that... life is what we're livin' right now... how we're alive." He then makes some incomprehensible noises. It seems he had too much to drink. "Uhh... I dunno what to think of life anymore. It's a contradiction to me. I love the people who are full of life, the good ones. I wanna protect those lively people. Yet... I also dunno why we're here anymore, or what was ever the point of life. Is there even a point? Why do demons exist? What is my purpose? Why? Life is..."

He realizes it's been a moment since he had a sip of his drink. Although, he probably shouldn't consume any more - Jin, nevertheless, does so anyway.

"... Life's one big question, & I don't think a high school dropout is gonna have an answer to that. All I'm sure of is that it's not for me."