watch it burn

im jinah. twenty two. fire familiar. baridegi historic society

[cvyoongi-blog]

comfort

And just as he predicted, it did, so he caved once more and tapped a message out to Jinah, instead.

[ ✉ -> beanie stealer ] so gues who had a shitty day today [ ✉ -> beanie stealer ] me [ ✉ -> beanie stealer ] what a surprise  right? [ ✉ -> beanie stealer ] btu yeah come over? door’s unlocked

[jinahcv-blog]

The thrum of her phone buzzing against the wooden desk top drew Jinah out of her focused daze, eyes drifting away from her potions homework to the illuminated screen of her phone. Four messages came through in rapid succession and for a brief moment, it had her mildly worried – her phone was never this active unless she was in a group chat with her fellow coven members and best friends, or if something was wrong. As soon as she caught sight of the name of the sender however, her short lived anxiety fizzled away pretty quickly and she snorted, only just resisting the urge to roll her eyes. Yoongi – she really shouldn’t have been surprised. Dropping her pencil in favor of grabbing for her phone, she unlocked the screen and opened up the conversation, virtual keys clicking breaking the silence she’d been immersed in.

[ ✉ -> minyoong ] honestly do you ever have good days

Finger hovering over the send button, she thought better of it and back spaced it all, locked her phone instead as she rose from her seat. If he’d had a shitty day, she didn’t want to worsen his mood by being completely insensitive when he wouldn’t be able to hear the lack of bite behind her words or the almost fond quality of them. She opted not to reply at all, figured he’d know by now after how long they had been at this that she’d come regardless of whether she answered his messages. Shoving her phone into the back pocket of her shorts, Jinah didn’t bother to clean up her mess of potions notes from her desk, simply grabbed her keys out of the backpack at the foot of her bed and headed for the door. There had been a time when she was keen on dressing to impress, even for a casual hookup. She liked to look good after all, but she had been with Yoongi enough times now that she really couldn’t be bothered to doll herself up for him. Her clothes always ended up on the floor anyways, so there really was no point. Tugging her hair up into a messy bun on her way out, Jinah locked her apartment door behind her (more out of habit than necessity) and shuffled her way over to the stairs, uncaring about walking bare footed through the carriage house.

Trekking up the two flights of stairs to reach the third floor, it didn’t take long before she had drifted down the hallway to Yoongi’s apartment, letting herself in without any sort of announcement of her arrival. All the lights were off, the only illumination coming from the obviously forgotten movie playing on his television screen and Jinah scoffed quietly, letting the door shut behind her as she invited herself further into his living room. “Jesus Yoongi, could you be any more dramatically cliché?” She knew how he could get, had listened to the secrets he spilled when his was tongue loosened by copious amounts of alcohol and had learned long ago just how caught up in his own head he could get. It didn’t surprise her really, to find him so melancholy and throwing himself a pity party in the dark of his empty apartment. Dropping down onto the couch beside him, Jinah didn’t hesitate to throw her legs over his lap, making herself comfortable and looking at him expectantly. “So you gonna share the booze or do I have to say please?” As curious as she was about what was bothering him so badly this time, she knew better than to start prying right away. She hadn’t started drinking yet and she doubted he was drunk enough to start sharing his feelings.

[jinahcv-blog]

Friday Night

@hyungwoncv

After a long week filled with classes and covering too many shifts at the campus store, there was really nothing better than a raging party to top it all off. Not that Jinah ever needed a valid reason to binge drink and throw herself amidst a throng of sweaty bodies to grind upon anyone willing. However, it was nice to have an excuse every now and then so she didn’t completely come off as the raging alcoholic she was. Tonight wasn’t any different – as soon as she had caught wind of free booze and the promise of a good time, Jinah had wasted no time in dropping her evening plans to Netflix it alone in her apartment and dolled herself up. Frayed jean shorts with a black crop top that both exposed more than they covered and strappy wedge sandals she’d stolen from a friend for the night; the higher the sex appeal in her outfit, the lesser the risk of getting kicked out for showing up uninvited. The trick had yet to fail her through all of her questionable endeavors and tonight was just as successful. She was about three hours and three drinks into her stay, shoes long abandoned in favor of bare feet once the buzz had started to kick in and her center of gravity became a little off-kilter.

With a freshly topped off red solo cup in her hand, Jinah meandered her way across the apartment in search of an open seat, careful not to have her toes stepped on amidst the gyrating bodies nor have her vodka and coke sloshed all over the floor. For how much she loved to throw her inhibitions to the wind and lose herself to the music, her feet were beginning to ache from hours of dancing and a break was very much needed. Passing by the couch, packed tightly with people draped over each other’s laps, Jinah headed towards a less crowded corner of the apartment where chairs from the kitchen were lined up against the wall, intent on claiming one for herself. As she neared the open seats, a familiar face caught her attention – Hyungwon.

They weren’t the best of friends, probably couldn’t even be considered friends by definition but his was the first real recognizable face she’d seen all night. She had a lot of acquaintances with names she never remembered and even more one night stands whose faces were so blurred in her memory and names long forgotten that if she came across them again, they’d strangers to her. Shifting her trajectory towards the empty seat next to him, Jinah drifted towards him like a moth drawn to a flame – as social as she could be, she wasn’t in the mood for awkward small talk and just wanted someone to have an easy conversation with. Hyungwon was a comfortable anchor for her in a sea of unfamiliar faces; a casual companion she had sought refuge with at parties in the past, so she had no qualms about dropping herself down unceremoniously into the seat beside him, offering him a smile in greeting. “Look at you, drinking all by yourself in the corner and looking like you’d rather be anywhere else,” she mused, words teasing but not unkind. “Quite the social butterfly, aren’t you Hyungwon?” Taking a sip of her drink, nose wrinkling at the overwhelming bitterness of her vodka to soda ratio, Jinah tilted her head towards him, expression melting into one of hopefulness. “Hey, got any smokes on you?”

[xcvsowon-blog]

* –– satin sheets

the excitement finally losing its intensity and her blood not boiling anymore, sowon wiggles away from jinah a little bit so she would be able to feast her eyes upon the older’s face. propping an elbow up and resting her head in her palm, she allows a small smile in the other’s direction. “you know, i’m not about to complain here or anything, because you know i enjoy all this,” she starts, her smile gradually growing wider, “but we should try something different next time. what do you think?” // @jinahcv

[jinahcv-blog]

Jinah pressed back against the mattress, head indenting the pillow and chest heaving as she fought to catch her breath. It was near stifling underneath the blanket with Sowon pressed up close against her side, her skin flushed and hot, still slick with sweat but Jinah couldn’t be bothered to move or to kick the blanket off. Despite the heat radiating between their bodies, she was comfortable, enjoyed the feeling of a body pressed up against her own and fingers tracing down her spine. It was a regular occurrence for her, something she made a habit of and she had long lost count of how many different people she’d fallen into bed with over her years spent at Baridegi. However, there were only a select few that she hooked up with more than once; a small handful of people that had satisfied her enough to go back for more – Sowon was one of them.

Their arrangement hadn’t been going on for very long, going on a couple months now but Jinah liked Sowon well enough. They hadn’t started out as friends, had been in it just for the sex in the beginning but with how many nights they had spent in each other’s beds, a friendship had formed. They weren’t the best of friends and there were still boundaries between them, but it was a casual relationship that Jinah was happy to have. Plus, the sex was always good so she couldn’t really complain. As the high wore off and her heart beat calmed behind her chest, Jinah brushed a hand through her messy hair, grimacing at the feeling of sweat dampening the long strands.

Turning her attention back to Sowon when she felt the younger female shifting beside her, she smiled lazily up at her, twisted her own body to lay on her side so she was better facing her. As she listened to her speak, Jinah couldn’t help but laugh softly at her suggestion. “What, was that too vanilla for you?” She teased, eyes lighting up mischievous and lips curling upwards in a smirk. “Hmm, we can try something new next time.” She agreed, humming in thought as she reached out to brush strands of hair out of Sowon’s face, tucking them behind her ear and letting her fingers trail down the column of her neck lightly. “Maybe you could tie me up, or I can do it to you. Oh, or we could try for a threesome, those are always fun.”

[cvwheein]

* play date

Without missing a beat she cuts in on the conversation, a hand reaching out to wrap around the other female’s waist as she pulls her close to her. “Hey,” she greets her friend with a smile, completely ignoring the other person who probably looked dumfounded at the sudden interruption. She plants a quick kiss on her friend’s cheek for good measure, has to go on her tip toes to reach up properly, trying to get the message across to the student bothering her friend. “Sorry I’m late. Did you wait long?”

[jinahcv-blog]

Jinah wasn’t unaccustomed to people hitting on her or trying to impress her with witty pickup lines with the expectation they’d actually get somewhere with her. Normally, she’d flirt back and have a little fun with it but she always knew when to draw the line before it went too far. The boy beside her in line to pay didn’t share the sentiment, had been pestering her and throwing out cheesy line after cheesy line despite her lack of reciprocation. He was persistent, she’d give him that but it was starting to get annoying now. She had been working all afternoon, running around the campus store to find things for students and reorganizing the shelves, and all she wanted was to eat her late lunch in peace.

Heaving out a sigh as she paid and left the cashier line, younger student hot on her heels as she tried to ditch him, Jinah contemplated taking her meal back to her apartment to eat. It wasn’t like she wasn’t flattered by the attention, usually thrived on it but he was just oblivious to the cold shoulder she was giving him and wouldn’t take no for an answer. Looking around the dining hall for a table she could escape to or a familiar face that would recognize the pleading in her eyes, Jinah ignored the chattering student beside her. She didn’t see Wheein until the other female was already beside her, arm curling around her waist and lips pressing against her cheek in a show of affection that was meant to deter the other student. He had gone quiet, Jinah noticed and she looked at Wheein with relief and appreciation.

“Took you long enough, I was starting to think you were going to stand me up.” She murmured playfully, grinning as she wrapped an arm around Wheein’s shoulders, pulling her just that much closer to get the point across to the boy who looked a bit uncomfortable and sheepish now. She felt a little bad, but not enough to say anything so she simply glanced over at him. “It was nice meeting you,” It probably wasn’t the most heartfelt way to send him off, but it did the trick and Jinah watched until his silhouette disappeared amongst the students before she turned her attention back to Wheein. “Finally, I didn’t think he’d ever leave.” Her expression melted into one of utter relief as she spoke. “You are a life saver, honestly. What would I ever do without you?”

[idleminds]

“Do you really want to feel emotional?”

[jinahcv-blog]

[jinahcv-blog]

Hi everyone! So.. I want to apologize to everyone I had been plotting/threading with as Yura. I know I disappeared kind of suddenly and put her on hiatus a bit out of the blue, but I was struggling quite a lot with her muse. I loved the idea of her but she just kind of fizzled out on me ;n;

There are still aspects of her within Jinah - her backstory is still the same and she’s still a snide little troublemaker from Busan, but there are some things I’ve tweaked about her personality, quirks I’ve added/taken away and important things that have happened to her that shaped her as a person while at school that I’ve added in. I reinvented her quite a bit in hopes it’ll revive my muse for her.

With that being said, I’ve gotten rid of most of my previously posted plots and will be working on some new ones. Some of the old ones were specific to Yura and her tendencies/affiliation with the Apothecary coven so if we were plotting for those I do apologize D: I’m more than happy to figure out something new with you if you’d like to plot with Jinah instead.