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What is your muse’s favorite place(s) to be touched?

What many people fail to realize is that Jin Sakai values his personal space. While many people consider human touch a basic necessity of life, he thinks the exact opposite. As a result, he sometimes struggle with public displays of affection and only will stick to shaking hands or resting a hand over another’s shoulder. When he does encounter physical contact, he will sometimes feel uncomfortable, which may cause him to tense up, and this leads to us getting irritated with the party who initiated the contact. Jin Sakai is a very independent person who enjoy having his own time and space to themselves. He will often become uncomfortable if people attempt to invade his personal space, and dislike physical touch from strangers. He usually strongly dislikes when someone comes into their personal space without permission, unless he has complete trust and loyalty towards the person, and will see that as a sign of disrespect. 

This sort of contact is reserved for the people closest to them, and is only permitted to those special people. He likes to be caressed, massaged, and fondled around his upper arm and shoulders. When Jin cares for someone though, he can often become comfortable enough to open up in that way. He enjoys being physical close to their loved ones, and can often use this as a better way to express their affections. Since Jin Sakai isn’t verbally emotional or open people, sometimes hugging his loved ones can be an excellent way for them to show that they care. 

How does your muse communicate to others they they’re in the mood?

Jin doesn’t shy away from being direct and appear almost too cold and unemotional. Because loyalty and honesty are the most important qualities he searches for when he is ready to commit to someone. He needs to be sure that either of them is not going to be with someone who is lying to them or hiding important pieces of information. For Jin Sakai, this is vital, because he wants to be able to work together as a team and without straightforward sincerity, he knows this won’t work in the efficient way he is hoping for and needing. Jin wants to be direct and completely honest with his partner, especially about the important details which need to be shared, and that certainly includes the romantic/sexual mood. Jin Sakai, per say, isn’t celibate, but romantic and sexual relationship isn’t his priority. Being a surviving warrior who would sacrifice everything to protect the people of Tsushima is.  

While Jin can express a desire for female company during some optional hot springs thoughts, he never so much as glances at a woman throughout the course of the game. Such characteristic is shown when Tomoe offers for him to spend the night at her house at one point, with the implication of sleeping together, and he coldly refuses her. It could just be that he doesn’t trust her, however, given that she spent all the prior missions before that as an ally of the enemy, thus her dishonesty and deception is what turns him off. Also, there are nuances with Yuna also; one moment has them drinking together at night and opening up about their pasts and before the final mission she tells him that she can’t lose him after all they’ve been through. She even suggests that they both take a boat and escape ‘somewhere quiet’ while Shimura fights the Khan instead, though Jin refuses. He still chooses to spend his possibly last night with her, however, and they share a tearful reunion in the ending.

How does your muse flirt?

If Jin is truly interested in someone, he would attempt to search for different pieces of information about him or her. He wants to know who this person is completely and will spend a lot of time and energy looking into him or her. This is only when Jin is truly interested in someone and can likely see himself building a real connection with them. Asking a lot of questions and really diving into who the person is, is often a sign of flirting and serious interest for him. Jin Sakai is often more direct than the others, so most of the time, he avoids being too subtle. He may be withdrawn with physical touches themselves (this is because due to the lack of paternal interactions, as both passed away when he was just a kid and he was relentlessly bullied), but he shows interest with his words and subtle emotions. 

▬▬ι═══════ﺤ 🔥 || He is not human, he is FIRE; he is a blaze that would never cease to burn in his heart and his mind. Even when resurrected without peace, without solace, with the years of torment and tribulations, of being rage-driven, without love and compassion. A brainwashed murderer. A pawn of Quan Chi. Though Quan Chi is long dead, he fears becoming who he was in the past once again. Sometimes he feels like he sees glimpses of Scorpion still within himself sometimes; when he’s very angry, when he kills an enemy in bloodthirsty vengeance, an untamed beast set loose in his feral grit. Despite all the heart-wrenching agony, Hanzo would learn strength, and he would let the searing flame, scalding as he would spill suppurations, but never burning him, as he would be shielded with the clamor of the heavens and stars; bearing intensity within intensity. Hanzo Hasashi and inextinguishable fire mutually exists. 

The river of his blood current is beautiful and chaotic, but that sea of abyss at the end may be just too much; resembling Sea of Blood in Netherrealm. End of the affair, end of the parade, end of hindsight, or was it? Everything is temporary, but the collected patterns of choices within Hanzo’s consciousness is permanent and complex. Even when the Shirai Ryu Grandmaster has reconstructed himself, and his childhood home pretty well, he still does have an obsession with breaking down the flows of recognition, as his unguarded, unapologetic self would paint the trials and temptations of his past all over again. The living foundation of disciplined, honorable, and compassionate ninja samurai altered and continually altering. 

All he ever wanted was to love, and preserve the susurrations of romance to dwell and nourish the lonely fields of his head, as glistening reflection becomes the impassable mist in his face. How forged he becomes with Shifu’s touch; how Hanzo could be visibly, irrevocably broken, yet the blueprint of his being would remain unaltered. No longer, he would be clogged with abhorrence of self, succumbing to dying embers, decaying, instead of living. He would conquer and run through the abyss if he has to, to wiggle out from under the weight of his soul and sinking quagmire of grief and remorse. How the stars blink when he catches his beloved’s eyes, how the ephemeral rainbow smile appears after the heavy torrential rain as the beauty of his being shines through the obsidian darkness. 

🌿 -     Her tail sways in a happy motion. So, it indeed is happening! Should anything be on her way anymore than - herself. But now, she isn’t having a doubt about her capabilities. All mrs. Brisby feels is excitement and motivation to start her new journey. 

But my, how come she hadn’t thought she was, in fact, talking to the master himself? The image of a master inside her head surely was different from the reality - he felt less... strict, more of a warm encouraging figure than what her mind made him to be. Yet, she is happy with the latter being the truth.

It’s just like an elder, to offer up just enough wisdom to make one think...but never enough to give a satisfying answer. But Shadow had decided to respect him, even if he wasn’t very forthcoming--a trait he himself shared, and could understand the reasoning of. And such solemness...was he speaking from personal experience?

“But that makes no difference to the observer. For them, only bad people do bad things, even if the end justifies the means.”

If the line was so fine, how was he supposed to know what was right? A slight tip of the scales, and a good deed could become hailed as an act of evil. It wasn’t easy, and it always felt like he was being pulled along in a tug of war with morality. He always fell into that gray area, the place between.

❝ Fate is not a thing of preference and it’s true, ❞ the master had to agree with a light nod. His glance fell in the direction of the Jade Palace — it majestically crowned the mountain top being embraced by the twilight mists as ever — and then he closed his eyes, frowning.

❝ But you see… There was an accident before, ❞ he stated heavily. For many years he regarded frankness as something too frail for the raging entity of the world. It never knew peace. Just like him since that horror of a night when Tai Lung unleashed his inner ferocity. Now he feared for young Tigress to follow the same path of darkness and therefore he tightened his grip.

❝ When you have someone to care about and you know that each move of yours can easily affect or even endanger their life… you can’t be reckless. Sometimes you need to say ‘no’ even if it hurts them. I only want her to be safe, ❞ his troubled gaze came back to her face, ❝ I know my question may seem very personal, Your Majesty… but have you ever experienced anything like that ? ❞

  it was with UNDERSTANDING that she regarded him, nodding quietly as she listened to him speak. hands clasped in her lap tightened slightly, unconsciously, as familiar words were spoken, hitting her perhaps a bit harder than she’d anticipated. certainly, she’d expected some... similarities to her own experiences, just not quite such STRONG ones.

     “ actually... yes. ”  eyes fell to her lap briefly but, after a steadying breath to draw forward some courage, her gaze returned to the master.  “ from BOTH SIDES, in fact. i was hidden away for much of my life because my parents believed that was what was best for me --- and for everyone else. i was taught to stifle my powers rather than embrace them. that... that led to me CONTINUING to keep myself removed from my sister, and HER from the world just as i, because i wanted to keep her safe... ”

trailing off, elsa lowered her eyes once more, her understanding smile now gone, replaced with a soft frown.

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Now that I have decided on her anthro-form

{๑۩۞۩๑} My, Jane hadn't really seen other places for... Quite some time, actually. Where was this? Oriental for sure. Seemed familiar. She recognized the buildings as Dojo's, often with bamboo and shrines often intricate with stones. And the world around was simply stunning. Not quite like home, but had a charm.