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Whatever was leaking from leg was bothersome. You run a little too fast and cut your knee  on the wine glass on the floor, ripping his dress pants as well. Nathan didn’t want to draw any attention to himself at all. A heavy sigh left his lips. He was going to have to get out of this somehow. And his methods were never perfect. 

“English isn’t my first language.” Nathan lied, its a good start. Now all he needed to do was stand up and walk away.  “I can take care of my-” He was cut off by falling down to the ground once more. “Fuck!”  

IT   WASN’T   LIKE   HE   WAS   GOING   TO   LET   HIM   WALK   AWAY   INJURED. Unfortunately, the other had captured his doctorly attention. Matthew took the oath he took quite seriously. Why not help the other when it was something he was able to do ? It seemed silly for the other to try to do it alone when Matthew was here willing to help him. The only presenting problem was that Matthew didn’t have any of his usual equipment. His head shakes some, quite stubborn and unmoving.

❝  English isn’t exactly my first language either but I don’t think that is going to be a problem. Just sit still here and I will be right back, alright? I am going to get something from the bartender.  ❞ And Matthew disappears to get some rags and alcohol to clean the wound. There was no bandages so the rags would have to do. He is returning seconds later with items in hand offering a small sheepish smile as he raises the loot. ❝  Just sit still, I got this.  ❞

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Steven Yeun in BEONING (2018, Chang-dong Lee)

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BLOOD   HADN’T   BOTHERED   HIM   IN   A   LONG   TIME. It was an occupational recurrence for the doctor. Thankfully, it came with the territory as his aderlian kicked in when he spotted the blood dripping from the other. Too many long nights in the ER had prepared him well for these type of situations, so much so that he barely blinked in worry. ❝  Did you cut yourself on something or ? The only way I can really help you is if I know what happened. I’m a doctor, by the way. Totally know what I am doing so no worries.  ❞ Matthew’s hands are already going forward to access the wound and determine the severity of the situation.  ❝  Damn it , I don’t have any of my supplies with me. Don’t really prepare for these impromptu accidents , huh ?  ❞ He offers a small smile, hoping to ease any tension or worry.

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LEON’S   TEMPER   OFTEN   GOT   HIM   INTO   STICKY   SITUATIONS. This was really no different for the male. He should have just overlooked it or merely realized he was definitely overreacting but it was an itch he couldn’t just ignore. His big mouth was opening before he knew what was happening, diving head first into what conflict would ultimately arise from him being completely unable to keep his mouth zipped. ❝  If you got a problem then say it. I ain’t gonna spend the evenin’ with your eyes glued to my head. Spit it out.  ❞ He growls out after a second, eyes flickering over their face for any indication of what the problem even was or if it was gonna lead to some fightin’. Unfortunately, Leon was all too ready for the latter.

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“I drained the gentleness from myself as if bleeding a boar.”

— Caitlin Scarano, from “The Boar I Bled,” Do Not Bring Him Water

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hey guys ! ahhh,, i’m excited. i’m nick and i write two troublesome bois. he/him. cst. perpetually typoing. if you wanna plot some stuff just hit me up on ims or you can ask for my discord which i am on almost 24/7. anywayyyys, these are the dets about my muses:

bibbidi, bobbidi, boo ! surprisingly gentle calloused fingers, the faint smell of menthols against leather, chocolate brown eyes that shimmer in sunlight + here comes leon alexander king ( matthew daddario ), the seattle, washington born werewolf. usually, when the twenty-nine year old male comes around, you can hear losing sleep by our last night playing loudly over the radio. not only that, but i heard they tolerate the pureblood monarchy.

name: Leon King age: 29 hometown: Seattle, Washington species: Werewolf gender: Male orientation: Demisexual occupation: Mechanic personality type: ENTJ moral alignment: Chaotic neutral

physical appearance: Short untidy dark hair that is never well kept, slightly tanned skin from long afternoons in the sun, a thin scar at the corner of his hand, and typically wears basic clothing he doesn’t put too much thought to. personality traits: + observant + passionate + loyal - stubborn - hot headed - fearless.

background: triggers: mentions of death.

Leon was raised in a family and pack of werewolves. He doesn’t know when the first person was bitten but he knows as far as he can remember it was a gene passed down generation to generation. Leon was unlucky enough to get such a gene.

He had loving parents and a younger sister. His pack died in a “fire” which Leon knew was a coverup for an attack, no way that many wolves could have been taken out otherwise. Leon and his younger sister survived the attack. Leon took his sister, only sixteen himself, and brought her to the city to raise himself refusing to be split from his last living blood. He choose New Orleans because it was rumored there were more like them there. He hoped to settle in with a new pack. However, that didn’t happen.

He worked during the days and went to night school to get his GED. Although not the most scholarly Leon is really good with his hands. He works at an auto shop paying for his sister’s university tuition. When money is tight he is known to do dubious under the table jobs to get the bills paid.

He is both straightforward and rough around the edges making Leon difficult to be around at times. He doesn’t like admitting when he is wrong and has a hard time opening up to others. He is fiercely protective and at times, foolishly stubborn. Overall, he is a decent guy who was put in a not so decent circumstances.

He tolerates other species and does not hold any strong feelings for anyone other than hunters, who he suspects murdered his pack. Leon hates being a wolf and the burden its put on both him and his sister.

bibbidi, bobbidi, boo ! sharpened knives tucked away neatly, splattered blood caking dark hair, the smell of fire and smoke + here comes matthew kwon ( steven yeun ), the seoul, south korea born hunter/human. usually, when the thirty-five year old male comes around, you can hear bad man by esterly playing loudly over the radio. not only that, but i heard they dislike the pureblood monarchy.

name: Matthew Kwon age: 35 hometown: Seoul, South Korea species: Hunter gender: Male orientation: Demisexual occupation: Hunter / ER Surgeon personality type: INTJ moral alignment: Chaotic good

physical appearance: Neatly styled dark hair, often wearing bifocals, a calm and collected appearance, and often wears business casual. He often has dark circles under his eyes from long hours working and maintaining his various personas. personality traits: + thorough + observant + logical + meticulous - unforgiving- callous - fearless - narrow-minded.

background: triggers: mentions of death.

Matthew didn’t know the world as anything other than what it was. There was always the naturally brimming frustration with the status quo. He is very aware that he cannot do anything about what has happened and that the purebloods were far too strong for any one mortal alone. He hates them, constantly searching for a way to make it through a world where he has become the weakest link.

He has a small family. His mother was unmarried and young when she left him with his grandparents. He was raised in a strict but loving household, skyrocketing to the top of his classes and studied in the US on scholarship during his university days. He never permanently moved back to Korea, moving his grandparents to the states with him and opted to make a home in New Orleans of all places.

(While still a citizen of Korea he completed the mandatory military enlistment that is required of all males. He was trained as a combat medic and quickly climbed the ranks propelling him into a career in medicine. After which, he moved to the states full-time and got citizenship. His 20s were a constant back and forth from the states to Korea and back again, finally settling down when his grandparents agreed to move with him.)

He works alone and often does not kill unless he knows he can get away with it, without having it being tracked back to him. Considering his targets are often stronger than him, Matthew rarely is able to take out any supernaturals. For now, he focuses mostly on being able to protect himself – living with strong prejudices against purebloods, vampires, werewolves, and even witches. He utilizes the skills he learned in the military.

Matthew’s personality is aloof, passive aggressive at times, and he is certainly prickly. He can be difficult to be around, however, despite talking a tough game he is squeamish when it comes to hurting anyone or anything. He does not like the idea of anyone suffering despite knowing he shouldn’t care about strangers who probably wouldn’t give a fuck if he lived or died. He does have a softer side that is often reserved for his grandmother and grandfather, both of whom he sees like parents and salvation. It’s one of the many reasons he wants to get rid of the supernaturals and restore balance, giving them the life they deserve and not as bottom feeders just trying to survive.

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Steven Yeun in Naysayer (2019) dir. David M. Helman

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tag dump.

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Hatred would have been easier. With hatred, I would have known what to do. Hatred is clear, metallic, one-handed, unwavering; unlike love.

Margaret Atwood, Cat’s Eye  (via hiddendaryl)

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