#jinasrian

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🎁 ~ Lua and Aleis arrive with little flair, cheerfully offering their birthday wishes and producing a decently sized corked bottle, tied off with a sparkling ribbon, filled with a deeply colored liquid, simmering with a faint iridescence. Lua whispers something about it's use looking emphatically from Jinana to Julian at the bar - mentioning it's transformative abilities, tentacles, probably using it near a body of water, and that they and Aleis hope Jinana can put it to good use.

Jinana snickers, while Julian gives a mildly puzzled smile of innocent unknowing from his place behind the counter-turned-bar, deftly pouring from three bottles simultaneously to form a liquid the color of Vesuvian canal water. (This drink is apparently called a 'Vampire Eel Bite', and hits like one.)

"Oh, I'm certain this will find good use." Jinana gives each of the pair a friendly peck on the cheek, giggling. "It's just a matter of setting the scene..."

Asra manifests over Jinana's shoulder, with an arched brow and a sly smirk. "I do happen to know a place with a very private pool," he murmurs quietly, and s/he grins.

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on the touches ask game post, hand holding: tiny hands in big hands

Jinana and Julian? Or Julian and Asra? Or even Julian in the middle and Asra and Jinana in each hand. omfg wait sorry, I got compelled:

[ Touches Prompts ]

It can happen anywhere - at the Palace, in the Market, in the shop. It can happen while walking through the streets of South End, or wandering the shade-darkened forests that border Vesuvia.

Julian will feel a warm hand seek his - either tiny and ringed, or somewhat larger, but still smaller than his own. And then, from his other side, the other will follow suit. It is utterly casual, so natural that they do not give it a second thought. He wonders if they ever feel the same heart-wrenching, throat-constricting emotion that seizes him, the stinging he must blink from his eyes.

The one thing he had thought he could never have... and here it is, twice over. Something he had twice lost, and now twice regained.

It is so hard to believe sometimes, he fears that he must be dreaming, or hallucinating, or perhaps even dead, dreaming in the next life. But then, he feels two small hands, solid and real... and the two small bodies that fit so perfectly against him in the night, telling him that this is his truth.

Their truth.

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1, 13, 14, 25, 32 for Jinana of course. - vesuvian-disaster

(Soft Headcanons)

1. What is your muse’s love language / how do they show affection?

Jinana shows hir affection by being there, even under the worst circumstances, and by doing practical, helpful things for those s/he cares for.

13. Are there any physical items that make your muse happy?

Smooth polished rocks. Shiny crystals. Barrels full of dried grains or beans that s/he can just... shove hir hand into.

14. Is there a particular place that makes your muse feel at home?

The shop is the only physical place that feels like home to hir... but really, home is where the people s/he is close to are.

25. How would your muse react to being handed a baby?

Step 1: make sure the baby's head is supported, because those little guys have floppy necks. Step 2: Make weird noises, because babies love weird noises. Step 3: walk around and show things to the baby. Babies love being Shown Things, especially if they are brightly colored and/or make a weird noise!

32. Describe a soft scenario or memory involving your muse.

Some nights, Julian will come in from the clinic to find that Asra has returned from his travels, and that he and Jinana are doing something totally mundane - like cooking dinner together, or debating over some book, or just tidying and restocking the shop. And they'll both turn to Julian and smile, and it makes him so glad that he chose to live, that he overcame the doubts and fears that could have kept him from ever experiencing this. And sometimes he'll get a bit misty about it, and Asra will tease him a little, and Jinana will fuss over him and comfort him. Later, he'll lie awake for a time, thinking about how lucky he is, hardly able to believe it even while the other two fall asleep against him.