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   it was easy enough to find a vampire.. if you were a witch that is. naeun had perfected a locating spell that would show her all the fledglings in seoul. that’s what it had to be all those years ago, right? it had to, she was almost sure of it. older and matured vampires weren’t impulsive and didn’t rely on animal instinct to survive. they weren’t blood sucking monsters. so she’d choose a random fledgling, follow them for a few nights. come to learn their routine and strike when she knew they were most vulnerable. 

this was the revenge of a girl who lost her soulmate. 

this fledgling in particular was easy to follow and observe. his routines were rather standard and he never really made any changes. perhaps it was a little too easy to hunt him. however, as merely a human with superhuman capabilities, it was safest for naeun to take advantage of the weaknesses of creatures that were something else entirely. 

she stood in the shadows, crossbow aimed at the middle of his chest. an arrow was released but she’d missed his heart. shit. the girl witnessed him fall to the ground, but didn’t emerge from the shadows. instead watched. she didn’t enjoy seeing others in pain, ironic for someone who slayed vampires on the regularly. the sight of blood made her sick, made her remember that unfortunate night. naeun would have left to avoid this all, but she couldn’t have the fledgling running back to their sire, thus making her abnormal hobby more difficult.

she emerged from her hiding place reluctantly, crossbow lowered in one hand while the other set itself upon the wooden stake that sat in her back pocket. she’d have to finish the job in the least convenient way. but as she approached the fledgling, naeun didn’t hear his questions and didn’t see the blood pouring from his wounds. all she could see was his eyes - the fear, the tears. tears? “are you crying?” she asked, obviously confused and knowing the answer to her question.

for the first time ever, in the presence of a vampire, naeun felt bad. she felt guilty. she didn’t see a monster in front of her, instead a confused and scared boy. it made her sick, her skin turned pale. she stepped toward him, hand reaching out to examine his wound before she quickly retracted. he was obviously shocked and scared, which potentially made it more dangerous for the witch to interact with him. “i’m not going to hurt you.” she attempted to assure him, despite everything that suggested otherwise. “i can help. i can fix this, if you let me.”

flight night | w. naeun

           Pain shot through his left shoulder, seojun let out a cry of pain as he fell to the ground. His mind is racing as blood dripping down the pavement, eyes blown wide as his breathing quicken. What was that? He gripped his shoulders tight, in the hope that it’ll slow down the blood. 

           Sometimes he has to remind himself that he’s a vampire. Vampires drink blood, not immune to the sun and fire (for him) and also has enhanced strength and physiology. But right now, with the pain shooting through his shoulder (oh no, he didn’t dare to look at how bad it is), Seojun can only think of two things, i’m gonna die and survive, survive, survive. 

          He scanned around the empty neighborhood, nothing seems to be out of the ordinary. Then he tries to calm himself  before he caught a silhouette and fear crept down his spine. “ Why? ” he grunted out, pain was evident in his voice as he pushed himself up from the ground, staggering on his legs like a newborn fawn. 

          Seojun was well aware of the time he went out earlier, it’s approximately 1am when he stepped out of the headquarters and he spent the next few hours in the convenience store reading comics and magazines before the other decided to assault him. If the fledgling didn’t came back in two hours when the sun is up, he’s going to die. 

          “ Why are you doing this, what did I do?! ” he shouted at the stranger, fresh tears started to stung his eyes while he tries to think of the chances he could run away from this situation.

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red velvet’s irene wearing berets for @wlwaisha

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𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐀𝐑𝐘 ♢ naeun & felix

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   they say that as time goes by, the weight of grief would ease. things would get better, you’d be able to move on. one day you will find peace. they told naeun that 10 years ago. instead, she found that things got worse. as every year passed, she felt as though she was running out of time to make things better and that she was stepping further and further away from the memories she cherished most. it hurt more over time than it did on the day that it happened, it grew and manifested into something dark and cold inside of naeun’s soul. 

today was the tenth anniversary of the murder of her beloved hyungsik. the day was spent like every other year before - sitting at his grave staring at the inscription of his name on stone, unable to talk because she still couldn’t comprehend that he was gone. the hardest part of the day was calling his parents. she did it every year on every important occasion; his birthday, christmas etc. with every call, she found it more and more difficult to stay strong, trying not to get swept up into emotion because she was embarrassed that she was the only one who was still grieving. 

naeun arrived back to her apartment after buying alcohol from the convenience store, planning to drink herself to sleep in front of the television. however, after one bottle of soju.. and another.. it just made her feel worse. before she could stop and think it through logically, she had arranged a summoning circle on her bedroom floor. in front of her, she laid out everything she needed to perform a resurrection spell. 

there the witch sat, on her bedroom floor crying silently, drunk and mumbling what she could remember from a spell she had attempted before with no luck. she wasn’t expecting anything to actually happen. but before naeun could finish saying the spell, one of the candles sat in front of her exploded and the sheer force of pure magic had thrown her across her bedroom. her shoulder collided with her closet, causing naeun to curse out loud as pain shocked her body. 

she stirred on the floor for a moment, a little too drunk, too confused and in too much pain to stand up. this had never happened before and it wasn’t supposed to happen. the spell must have been a complete bust. slowly and surely naeun got to her feet with a hand massaging her shoulder, wincing. now she was regretting every decision she had made leading up to this moment. at first she didn’t even notice the figure that stood in her room where there was no one else before, too concerned about the mess she had to clean up. when naeun did look over at him, she didn’t even flinch. she thought she was hallucinating. “what the hell are you?” 

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moon naeun ~ added to database

moon naeun is a twenty-eight-year-old cisfemale whom is known to be an affiliate, within o-jeom. not much else is known about the female, other than the fact that she is spellbound going by the alias ‘octavia’.

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   honestly at this point i don’t even think i need to introduce myself. i’m jordy and i have a big problem. so here’s another one of my children! meet moon naeun, also known as octavia, a spellbound affiliate of o-jeom. below the cut you can read all the good goss surrounding this very sad girl. her wanted plots can be found here and i can be found both on discord and tumblr so don’t be shy!! :~) 

naeun: is born naeun’s dad: aight i’ma head out *few years past* naeun’s mum: aight i’ma head out 

so pretty much she didn’t have parents growing up. her and her brother were moved to foster homes where the foster parents just wanted to cash in the checks without doing any of the work, so naeun’s big brother ended up raising her. 

she was bullied at school because she didn’t have parents and she was quiet and kept to herself so she was a weirdo 

however in high school she eventually found her person aka her best friend who was the kindest and more pure hearted person besides her brother who she had ever met 

she falls in love with him ofc 

she finds out she’s a witch when she tries to perform a love spell on her best friend 

plot twist! it doesn’t work because HE ALREADY LOVES HER instead it lowkey back fires and all the boys in the school fall in love with her for the day but she ends up straightening it out because she’s smart 

anyway yay my best friend loves me back we are in love we are going to get married after high school 

one night when he’s walking her back home they get stopped by a vampire. her boyfriend best friend hides her in some bushes in an attempt to protect her. he gets murdered by the vamp 

naeun is :( 

she could have protected him but everything was so sudden and now she doesn’t have him anymore 

so of course she does the only right thing and pushes her brother aka the only person she has left away, moves out of home and on her own in seoul 

then what does she do? use magic to slay vampires DUH 

except that’s not good enough it doesn’t heal her broken heart 

so then she starts going into the forbidden section of the library and oops she’s practicing dark magic 

necromancy and resurrection is fun but is hard :( 

meanwhile all her pain is internalized and just brews over the next 10 years and gets worse and worse and soon manifests really dark energy 

which gets the attention of other beings like demons and shit because yum yum let’s feed off this bitch and her power 

o-jeom is like oh shit look at this witch she’s powerful 

come work with us 

naeun is like uh no i want to spend my evenings performing borderline satanic rituals to get the love of my life back 

so she becomes an affiliate 

they call her beep her when they wanna reach her aka whenever they need some OOMF magic to take care of things because holy shit naeun has too much and it’s really dark 

if her magic was a colour it would be black at this point 

naeun pretty much locks herself in her apartment 24/7 and spends all her waking hours trying to get revenge or at least PEACE 

losing her lover really fucked her up man it’s been 10 years she’s not okay 

she doesn’t have a single friend 

she’s so shut off and so sad but doesn’t show it 

not getting help or releasing these feelings makes things 110% worse 

also recently she accidentally summoned a demon so :/ awkward 

she used to have so much light but now there’s nothing inside but cold 

personality wise she used to be warm and forgiving and wanted to be friends with everyone despite them shitting on her. but now she’s quiet and reserved and stone cold she barely smiles :( 

please help her 

she’s broken

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“There is no blood in her veins - only magic.”

— thoughts #23 | r.m (via rmeisel)

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#supernatural teenage anger 

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“did you bring protection?” “don’t worry babe” *pours salt in a circle around bed*