#mp-jinseok

[mizugucci]

'WANT' digital single teaser — B.I.G

[mpxtsukuyomi]

[ assist ] sender helps the receiver with a task they’re struggling in

Recently, Tsukuyomi developed the habit of drinking coffee. He was still in the process of experimenting with coffee shop classics, so “newer” variations like cold brew were rather out of the question at the moment. Tea had always been his go-to caffeine, but with recent changes in his life, he felt he needed something stronger. What a joke, a deity like him needing coffee to last the morning. But then again, mornings, or in fact daylight, weren’t his time. He excused himself that way for needing the help of external substances. Natural cane sugar was his choice of sweetener, and, completely blind under broad daylight, he had no idea which he was fiddling with; they all felt the same inside the sugar packet container. He hated asking for help, but he had no choice; strictly adhering to his sugar preference was key. He turned to the table right behind him, where he could feel the presence of another, and he cleared his throat softly, head lowered slightly out of politeness. “Excuse me... would you be so kind to show me which is the brown sugar?”

[mpxvalentina]

❛ are we gonna talk about last night? ❜

Tentative eyes trailed up from where Valentina was staring into the coffee mug in her hands. She was confused as she met Jinseok’s eyes, not quite placing all her memories from the night before in the right boxes in her mind. All she really remembered so soon after waking was meeting up with Jinseok while she was out with a few friends bar hopping, having a few drinks together and having a great time like they usually do together. Then all she can remember is waking up what she could only assume was his couch. Her head was pounding and she felt sick to her stomach, she hadn’t partied that hard in a while and it was coming back to haunt her very quickly. She chewed at her lip for a moment before she shrugged and spoke up sluggishly.

“Well obviously we didn’t sleep together because, number one you’re in a very loyal relationship and number two I’m on the couch. So, that means I must have done some reckless while we were out and you had to play knight in shining armor?” At least he had the decency to sound apologetic for what she could only imagine was her being quite a handful while inebriated.

[mpxchinsun]

Cousins

cont from here w/ @mp-jinseok ft Chinsun & Jinseok 

“Old-?!” Chinsun physically flinches as she hears the words from the (admittedly) younger demigod in her apartment. Even if he had said ‘older’, some words were still not friendly! Leant forward towards her bathroom mirror she had been finishing her eyeliner before nearly giving herself a very Egyptian eye look as she hears him shout out, not appreciating being shooed away when she was trying to get ready for her work gala. Yet, hearing his dejected voice she groans softly, rolling her eyes before dropping her eyeliner back onto the sink counter top and pulls her dress straps back up over her shoulders. 

“Alright, fine. I can spare a few more minutes” she grumbles, moving through her bedroom and back towards him as she collects her sling back heels on the way. “Zip me up?” She requests, gathering up her hair with her free hand and turns, in need of help to zip up the back of her cocktail dress. 

[mpxmelody]

❝ Baby, It’s cold outside ❞

jingle bell memes: still accepting

“C’mon Jinseok, I’m hungry! We can play later.” Melody whined as she shoved her mitten covered hands further into her pockets. Deep brown eyes watching her big, little brother giggle and start doing snow angels in the middle of the snow-covered park. If she wasn’t so amused with his child-like delight she would be more grumpy, considering they were supposed to be heading to lunch. The older of the two stood there, shivering and her stomach rumbling while also trying to hide her own giggles at Jinseok truly enjoying himself. It reminded her of her much younger brothers back home and how they enjoyed the heavily snowed-in winters of Buffalo. It made her homesick for just a moment before shaking it off and simply watching this brother have the time of his life in the icy powder.

A content sigh spilled from her lips as she stood there and watched him with a gentle smile. Before long, however, the older sister was whining again. “If you don’t hurry up, I’m going to go get lunch without you!” 

[exmpxdiana]

heart to heart;

@mp-jinseok

It felt like it had been forever since Diana had had a moment to write, and it was beyond frustrating to her. So, given that she had the day off, she decided that today was the day that she would get some writing done. She had told Hwiyoung she was working and had risked turning off her phone, just in case he decided to check in. She just wanted a little bit of peace. She just wanted to write. It used to make her happy, and she just wanted to feel that for a moment.

But she had been sitting at her kitchen table, staring at her notebook for the past two hours, and she had barely written a word. A few scant notes lined the margins of the page, but nothing real. She was just coming up blank. It was like someone had flipped a switch on her creativity, had just completely turned it off. She sighed, resting her head on her folded arms and closing her eyes.

Then someone knocked on the door. She jolted upright, her eyes wide and her heart hammering. But it couldn’t be Hwiyoung--it would have been pounding if it were him, surely. She took a deep breath and stood on shaky legs, grabbing a hoodie from her couch before she made her way to the door. It was warm in her apartment, but she tugged the sweater on anyway to cover the discoloured splotches on her arms and shoulders.

“Oh, Jinseok,” she breathed when she opened the door, pleasantly surprised and relieved to see her cousin. “I wasn’t expecting you. Do you need something?”

[mpxposeidon]

📖 : my muse discovers your muse reading a diary entry that my muse wrote about yours .

tension symbol meme: still accepting

All he was trying to do was see who the notebook belonged to. Instead, he found what could only be described as a very sweet recalling of his actions at a call that day. Poseidon worked hard to make sure his crews both admired and respected him, this was enamoring to see and he felt a bit guilty as he searched for the author of this notebook. He was flipping through another few pages when he found another kind telling of a night out with his crew, not every entry had the god in it but he found a couple before Jinseok came bounding into the room.

Sei chuckled nervously at the embarrassed demigod before he closed the notebook and held it out towards him. “This wouldn’t happen to be yours would it Lieutenant? I was looking for the name of the author just now.”

[mpxeijipark]

[ wound ] my muse patches and bandages a wound your muse has gotten

🌸

  Eiji hisses and nearly rips his and out of the other’s hold. That shit stings! A low growl rumbles from his throat but he only jerks as the antiseptic spray is spritzed over the open wounds of his knuckles. Raw for his frustrations on a punching bag he’s set up to swing from one of the trees on the property of the shop away from the sidewalk and public viewing, Eiji had been taking the fury of a certain situation out. He is a fool to have done so with unguarded hands of course but he figures that’s just as well because it’s not like he plans on wearing gloves or guards should he have to use his fists later on.

  “Thanks,” he says roughly, eyes down as he watches Jinseok clean the wounds. On his head, his fox ears flick in annoyance at being hurt in the first place. In his lap is the beanie he typically covers his hair and ears with, a token forgotten as he had been practicing. “You don’t have to do this.”

[mp-jungjin]

[ guard ]++ for your muse to step between my muse and danger

Jungjin was enjoying himself at the park for the last two hours writing away. He wasn’t sure what it was that triggered his writing again but he no longer had writer’s block. 

Finishing up for now, JJ pulls his things together, checking his phone to reply to a couple texts that had come in and he hadn’t bothered to reply to until now. The young man’s feet start moving before his brain really catches on, getting as far as the intersection, the don't walk sign still red. 

JJ had no idea what was happening until someone pulled him back and a loud horn going off to wake him out of his trance. “Oh, Jinseokie hyung what happened??” 

[sethxmp]

[ surprise ] for your muse to show up at mine’s house without explanation

Set’s plan to reconcile with Horus would never work if he didn’t pretend to be wanting to become close to his spawn as well. It wasn’t a necessary step as he didn’t even know if the two men had any sort of relationship, but it will sure show that he was willing to change things, even if it was all a lie. It would be hilarious if he and this son guy were to become friends. It was yet again just another way to fuck with Horus’s life and Set could not wait for it. Hopefully the demigod hasn’t been brainwashed into hating him too as a family tradition or else he will have to work harder than expected. There was only one way to know which is why he decided to suddenly show up at Jinseok’s place. They both lived in the same apartment complex so it wasn’t like Set went that far out of his way to reach him. 

“Hey there. Sorry for showing up so suddenly but could we talk?” he asked the male once he opened the door and of course flashed him a big smile. 

[mountphoenix-gossip]

I'm pretty sure Eunbi is gonna kill me if she sees that last thing you posted about us. She doesn't like me like that. *nervous laughter*

“Oh, honey. Are you sure she doesn’t?”

[mpxruyi]

🔺 : bruised and bloody

[[TW:  Here there be violence. Read at your discretion.]]

Random Muse Encounters Meme || Still Accepting-ish

⚠️

   Ruyi loves confrontation. Some would say that the demigod almost thrives on the thrill of it alone, so when the opportunity presents itself in the form of an altercation with a group of young men in the streets, he goes for it. Provoking them with callous words and leering observations of their drunken state Ruyi soon finds himself pinned against the brick backing of a wall with a smirk on his bloody lip. 

   His opponent is worse off than him with a collection of ragged wounds to their enraged face. A death threat is spat at the surgeon’s face and instead of cowering, he keeps his eyes right on the person before him.

   “No one would miss you,” he says with that smile still on his face. He’s mad to say it with the threat of a knife at his throat but that’s just the cloth he’s cut from.

[aphroditexmp]

🍃 : swaying on feet

It seemed that Aphrodite was always dressed for the occasion, proof as she stood outside of her store watering the flowers in a dreamy sun dress. She played some music from her phone, swaying to the music as she cared for the tulips. “Oh, Jinseok!” she greeted the demigod as he walked by, smiling, “What a lovely surprise!”

[mpxmelody]

winged siblings+

For @mp-jinseok

A cold breeze flooded in behind her as she walked into the fire house, her brown hair flowing in the wind for just a moment. A practiced hand slides her sunglasses up off the bridge of her nose to rest on top of her head, brown eyes scanning the bustling front room. Eventually her eyes landed on just who she was looking for, Horus told her about a brother she had in the city so - ever the thorough investigator - she found out who he was, where he worked and, who he hung out with before going to speak with him. It made her feel more comfortable with the situation. She was uncharacteristically nervous as she slid her hands into her jean pockets, her bottom lip being worried by her teeth as she worked up the courage to walk over to where he was talking to another firefighter.

Her heeled boots alerted those around of a stranger’s entrance as conversations quieted down to whispers and people looked at her. Melody was not used to people being so interested in her presence, usually preferring to fade into the background so, to have all this attention on her she was… uncomfortable to say the least. Mel stopped a few feet away from her younger brother - which felt weird to think about but she was happy nonetheless to know she had family here. She lifted a hand to wave, an awkward smile on her lips after she cleared her throat to catch his attention.

“It’s Matthew right? Or Jinseok? I’m Melody… can I um, speak to you in private maybe? Sorry this is so sudden but, Horus said I could find you here.” Which wasn’t fully a lie, he had told her that Jinseok worked at the firehouse, however, Mel had dug a bit deeper than that. He didn’t need to know that just yet though, she felt creepy enough already without bringing up her mini investigation into the man before her. Mel felt awkward still, speaking Korean, it didn’t quite flow off her tongue like she wanted it too and her inflection held a heavy American accent. She was fluent in the language but after only using it in the US around her mother, she didn’t exactly blend like the local she wanted to pretend to be.

[mp-anwei]

🍃 : swaying on feet

Anwei’s brows knitted together, that stranger looked very unstable as he moved. swaying like bamboo would in the wind. “Excuse me, sir,” he said uncertain and his legs carried him towards the possibly drunken stranger. “Uhh, Sir are you alright?” `Dear lord please don’t let him be aggressive` Anwei thought squeezing his eyes shut for a moment. It’s about fourteen hours until next sunrise, he really didn’t want to get hurt.

[exmpxdiana]

decoy;

@mp-jinseok​

“I know this sounds really weird, but would you mind pretending to be my date for a bit?” Diana whispered into Jinseok’s ear as soon as she approached him, leaning in intimately close, her trembling hands placed gently on his chest. Apparently, heartbreak and anger made her bold. She just wanted Hwiyoung to think she was unbothered. To think that she could move on as quickly as he had. And there was the fact that Jinseok was strong, imposing despite his sweet nature, and she needed something to make her feel safe. 

She dared to glance at Hwiyoung out of the corner of her eye, saw him watching. Good. Maybe he would leave her alone from now on. “I just want to scare off my ex,” she continued, glad for all the blue body paint now that she could feel her face heating up. It was weird and embarrassing to be asking her cousin for such a favour, after all. But it felt necessary.