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dandeliicnsarchiived · 8 months

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An Untimely demise & enlightening resurrection - Victoria Atlas & Seonho 'SUN' Kang - @indigodreames

trigger warning: death

❝ 𝐈 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞. 𝐒𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 '𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞. 𝐈𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐄𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆?. ❞

Writer's note: So this based on a thread/plot that the writer of indigodreams and I before I faded to the abyss and I loved the idea too much to just drop it? So instead I made it part of the lore for Victoria! The mentions of Seonho and Jenny are EXCLUSIVELY for indigodreams since they are HER characters and she was nice enough to allow me to use Jenny for this plot ( thank you again, bby ).

Another version of Victoria's death will be written for the general public/other ship. But this is for the MAIN verse and YOUTH verse since that is Victoria's ship for both of them.

It's known among those close to Victoria that she has been committed to her boyfriend, Seonho Kang. Meeting on the behalf of Rosalie's, the two had their first date on Valentine's Day. Forming a strong bond that was unfamiliar to Victoria but she was excited to start a new chapter in her life.

As the two grew closer over the course of going on dates, engaging in developmental conversation, it was finally shared between the two that this wasn't just the story of a girl falling in love with a boy; it was a story of a power witch falling under the spell of a vampire, a story of two souls from a traumatic, hurtful past finding love and the beautiful of life when there has been so much death between them.

Sharing their secrets, and their traumas, the love between them only grew stronger. Living in the moment, learning from one another, teaching each other about the world of witches and the world of vampirism, it seemed that nature led them together. An act of fate, however; not every story leads to a happy end. Every story has a climax, a problem needing to be solved; and an antagonist ruining what is beautiful out of pure jealously. Thus began the meeting of Jennifer, also known as Jenny. The vampire that sired Seonho and the root of his trauma.

The interaction between the two of them was brief but painful. Painful enough to lead to her death. A message to deliver to Seonho; Victoria didn't know how Jenny found them, or even knew about her but she was a casualty of a battle that she only knew one side of the story. However, this act of violence not only angered nature, but the very woman who sacrificed everything for her daughter. Leona Lewis.

Victoria had been deceased for hours, but in the afterlife, it felt like minutes on the other side as she watched the love of her life hold her lifeless body. Victoria pleaded to not move on; her story wasn't over, she had just found love not only familial and platonic but romantic as well. She was still learning more about being a witch along with her legacy and what she needed to do to avenge her biological mother and father. A moment passed for her as she refused to move forward, standing her ground in the in-between and she was granted with an angelic glow and a familiar voice coming to her. A touch on the cheek that brought back memories of laying in a pink bed with stars on the ceiling and a soft hum of a song to ease her from her nightmares.

For the first time in fifteen years, she saw her mother again. The famous and the infamous among some, is Leona Lewis. The Elder of the Lewis Coven. During their interactions, Leona explained that she had been with Victoria since she passed away in her arms, guiding her on the path to learn about who she was and where she came from. Leona had witnessed the crime that was committed on her daughter and made a deal with Nature to bring Victoria back again, in exchange, she brings an end to The Church and their followers; no matter what it takes, no matter what path walks down; light, dark or the morally grey. As long as those who caused the deaths of innocent lives were brought to justice and balance was restored the act of bring a soul back from the other side would be ignored.

Agreeing to the terms that were given and a tearful exchange between the two Lewis Witches, Leona sent her daughter back to her body. Awaking her Seonho's arms, and taking a moment to hold him close she explained what needed to be done, and who she saw while on the other side. From there, the couple made a plan to fake Victoria's death so she research and gain more power to accomplish the task that was given by Nature. Once making the proper arrangements, Seonho and Victoria relocated to Upstate Washington for a year, giving Victoria time to gather the knowledge and strength she needed to start her plan.

#indigodreames #❀ | ❝ victoria & seonho ❞ ⤏ talk all day then at night fall in deep ⤏ relations #❀ | ❝ victoria atlas ❞ ⤏ meta #✿ | ❝ world of atlas ❞ ⤏ lore #tw: death #( I FINALLY FILLED IN THE BLANKS BBY ! )

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revenanthq · 6 months

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WELCOME TO FORKS ! I hope you will enjoy your stay and don't let the rain ruin your time here. We hope to see you arrive in the next 24 hours ! But more about that can be found HERE !

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#appless rp #twilight rp #upcoming rp #vampire rp #new rp #fandom rp #revenant.accepted

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skz-rin · 6 months

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『📜』 ── Her friends (oc version)

RINVY ᡣ𐭩

╰ name — Ivy Jennifer James

╰ friendship timespan — 11 yrs

╰ contact name — ivy (gen's version) 🌱🍵

╰ about ↴

Rin met Ivy in the dance room of JYP, It was late night and because of some system error they had both booked the dance room for the same time so they ended up bumping into eachother as they tried to open the door at the same time. Coincidentally there was another evaluations team who was practicing there and quite frankly the team looked like a mess so these two decided to be gracious and let the team use the practice room with no other available option they went ahead and grabbed a late night snack together and thus ended up becoming fast friends.

Their hangouts mainly consist of dressing up real fancy to take pictured and then going to some nearby convenience store eating snacks and gossiping. They make frequent appearance on each other's instagram stories and captions for photo credits. Rin gives competition to Yeonjun on who is Ivy's biggest fan atp. As soon as Ivy releases new music you know Rin is immediately going live to do a subtle album review (she likes every song all the time).

ROSIELIA ᡣ𐭩

╰ name — Jihye Park

╰ friendship timespan — 5 yrs

╰ contact name — roseraie 🌹🍫

╰ about ↴

Rin's has always been a huge fan of seventeen especially Rosalie and she thought that getting to work with woozi on an I.O.I song was the peak of her fan experience but obviously not. Rosalie heard about Rin after fans left comments under her lives about she has to meet Rin because they're both females in big boy groups and they both lived in France for long periods of time. Rosalie did a bit digging into it and found multiple clips of Rin gushing about her and decided to be a good senior so she had Woozi arrange a meetup in jyp under the pretense of talking something about lyrics and went to surprise Rin, and that is how the two became friends.

These two don't meet all that often since both of their groups are extremely busy all the time so they tend to make do with text conversations and phone calls. They both have writing credits in eachothers solo songs and are constantly talking about featuring with eachother so much so that even the fans are aware now. When they talk, they talk only in french and they love it cause it's like a secret language and their extremely nosey members understand very little of it.

SUNRIN ᡣ𐭩

╰ name — Sunhye Kang (Misun)

╰ friendship timespan — 5 yrs

╰ contact name — sunsun ☀️🐝

╰ about ↴

Rin and Misun originally met in August 2016 when they were both promoting with their respective groups at the same time and they got to talking, but they were merely acquaintances at that time and the two got closer during 2019 when stray kids and nct dream did a collab stage. That was when these two really started talking to and got to know eachother well.

The og astrology girlies fr. They know everything about everyone, literally no one is safe if you think you are safe no you aren't they have your birth chart and every rumour you've ever been a part of stocked away in some file. They have sleepovers and spend the entire nights trying to solve conspiracy theories and rumours that are circulating, they bulletin boards for this and if you enter the room it would look very much like two detectives trying to solve some class crime lmao.

MARIN ᡣ𐭩

╰ name — Madison Kim

╰ friendship timespan — 5 months

╰ contact name — mad kween 🌸🩰

╰ about ↴

Rin has a secret mission to be friends with or atleast get to know all foreign idols so when she found about Maddie she pulled a few strings and had a friend of hers (Soobin from txt) ask his friend (Seunghan from riize) for Maddie's number and then she texted Maddie with the excuse that she had heard Maddie was a former ballet dancer and thought it'd be cool if they could bond over it, then they got to talking and are currently in the process of being friends.

They haven't met in real life as of yet due to schedule clashes and such issues but they text eachother frequently and can spend a long time just conversing with eachother about various topics!

RINWON ᡣ𐭩

╰ name — Jeong Chaewon

╰ friendship timespan — 3.5 weeks

╰ contact name — cinnabon 🦔🍦

╰ about ↴

Rin met Chaewon at paris fashion week for one of the shows. Rin noticed the girl just standing there awkwardly, she recognised her as one of the soloists that she had heard about and also remembered her being significantly young so she decided to approach her. Rin went up to her and just started talking to her as if they were old friends to not make her awkward, they exchanged numbers and decided to stay in touch even after pfw so that's how the friendship started.

Their pics clicked by fans at pfw went viral with many shocked to see the two interacting due to their contrasting energies but Rin's overly energetic behaviour causes Chaewon to get out of here shell a bit more whereas Chaewon helps Rin stop and just enjoy occaisionally.

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sweetasmarie · 8 months

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Hey Everyone!!!

I published the chapters that I have so far for Lovey Rose onto Ao3!! Please check it out

<a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/53264878">Lovely Rose</a> (4572 words) by <a href="https://archiveofourown.org/users/SweetasMarie20">SweetasMarie20</a> Chapters: 8/? Fandom: <a href="https://archiveofourown.org/tags/Stray%20Kids%20(Band)">Stray Kids (Band)</a>, <a href="https://archiveofourown.org/tags/Fantastic%20Baby%20-%20BIGBANG%20(Music%20Video)">Fantastic Baby - BIGBANG (Music Video)</a>, <a href="https://archiveofourown.org/tags/K-pop">K-pop</a> Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Major Character Death Characters: Lee Felix (Stray Kids), Bang Chan (Stray Kids), Kim Seungmin (Stray Kids), Kim Woojin (Stray Kids), Seo Changbin, Lee Minho | Lee Know, Han Jisung | Han, Hwang Hyunjin, Yang Jeongin | I.N, Kwon Jiyong | G-Dragon, Choi Seunghyun | T.O.P., Dong Youngbae | Taeyang, Kang Daesung (Big Bang) Summary: Rosalie Alicia Lee had a pretty rough childhood, and never felt like she belonged.After becoming an exchange student, she ended up living with G-Dragon and becomes his adoptive sister.Now she is the youngest member of Stray Kids. How much crazier can life get? (A/N: Kim Woojin will be a part of this story. He is a part of Stay Kids' history and I'm not taking him away from that.)

#kim woojin #kpop #fanfic #stray kids 9th member #bigbang kpop

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svt-rosalie · 9 months

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January 1, 2020 by Y. Kang

Netizens are abuzz today after an early morning tweet from an anonymous account on twitter revealed a questionable picture between Seventeen’s Rosalie and Seventeen‘s Woozi. Many are wondering if it is a photoshopped photo or if it was taken at the New Year’s party that was held for the staff and artist for Pledis Entertainment.

In the picture, both seem to be snuggled up close in the cold. Rosalie is seen picture in a blue top that she’s worn before in a previous instagram picture she had posted.

As Pledis Entertainment have yet to make an official statement on the situation, netizens have been digging up past connections between the two, such as moments between the two that have become suspicious.

There has been a strong reaction online as “Rosalie and Woozi” trended worldwide on Twitter. While there has been many tweeted messages in support of the two, there are also many negative reactions directed towards Rosalie.

In related news, Rosalie stated that she wasn’t dating anybody on a radio show that was aired earlier this year. She went on to say that if she was in a relationship, she would like to keep it private.

Whatever the truth may be, lets hope that fans and netizens will be able to respect the decisions between the two.

What are your thoughts on this possibly new couple?

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californiadreaminghq · 5 years

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SPOTLIGHT

NAME: Rosalie Kang; “Amethyst” FACE CLAIM: Im Jinah AGE: 26 TITLE: The Fame OCCUPATION: Lead Singer of The Gemstones

INTERVIEW

𝐁𝐔𝐁𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐔𝐌, 𝐁𝐔𝐁𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐔𝐌, 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐘 𝐏𝐎𝐏! 𝐀𝐍 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐖 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐄𝐌𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑, 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐄 𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐆

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚜 𝚓𝚘𝚋𝚜, 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚚𝚞𝚎!

The Gemstones aren’t strangers to having their day in the sun. Known for their sweeter-than-sugar pop attitudes, but notorious for their ever-changing roster, and for those that remember, their abrupt rebranding from rock to pop, one of the lone constants remains their lead vocalist, Amethyst, or Rosalie, as she would introduce herself as. It’s almost inconceivable that she was the former front-liner of rock band, Bitch Frenzy, as she sits, legs crossed primly, in the media room of Fusetone with her shimmery little dress and her picture perfect smile; it’s hard to see her as anything but the All-American gemstone sweetheart she is now, and I’m sure that’s the way Fusetone and the band prefer it.

But following that train of thought makes me curious about whether or not she has any lingering regrets, so I ask, “If you could do anything in the world for a living, what would it be?”

“Anything in the world?” She answers, looking genuinely pensive for a moment before it fades. “Well, it would still be this, wouldn’t it? What more could I ask for? The girls in the Gemstones are my family,” she continues, brows furrowing for a moment, a minute drop of her smile, like a wisp of cloud just passing by clear skies. “Being able to work with all of them and share our music with the world is already the best way to make a living. I wouldn’t change anything. Why? Not a fan of our work?” She teases.

“No, not at all,” I backtrack quickly, and truthfully, I am a fan, both pre- and post-rebranding. “But it must get tiring, so I imagine you would like to go on vacation. So, if you could travel anywhere, where would you go?”

“I think I should like to go to New York City,” she muses. “I’ve been a city girl all my life. Put me anywhere other than a city and I don’t think I’d know left from right. Going abroad is probably too big a wish right now, isn’t it?” She asks, looking wistful. “A girl can certainly dream.”

“I’m sure you could go abroad somewhere,” I prompt, trying for an encouraging smile, thinking it may brighten her mood.

Instead, she purses her lips in a nervous frown. “No,” she says with a surprising amount of conviction, shaking her head. “Better stay where I’m safe and sound. Stay home, where it’s familiar, comfortable... Bit of a homebody, me,” she jokes weakly, as if suddenly aware of the heavy tone of her words.

“Okay,” I relent. “What is one thing that makes you different than anyone else?”

“Is it presumptuous to say my voice? I think every singer wants to say their voice makes them different from everyone else.” She grins. “I had my rock days, and now I get to sing pop songs, so I feel like being able to dabble in both genres is pretty unique. Other than that,” she trails off, thinking hard but looking the most relaxed she’s been this whole interview. “Oh,” she exclaims after a beat. “I’m a great whistler; a lot of people say I’m just like a little songbird.”

BACKSTAGE

Here is the retelling of Little Red Riding Hood that is devoid of lies:

The Wolf comes into Little Red’s life wearing a suit and tie, and she ushers him indoors, and he says, “My, my, what big eyes you have. My, my, what a pretty face you have.”

And she says, “Why thank you sir, but what of my hair? What of my lips? What of my body? Are they good enough to eat?”

The Wolf answers, “Well, yes, they are! But...”

“But what?” asks she.

“But there’s something not quite right,” he says, sitting himself in the living room and thinking quite hard.

“What if I do this?” she asks, changing this way and that. “Or this? Or this?”

“Ah, that’s just right,” he says, and gobbles her right up.

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Rosalie is born and raised in the heart of Los Angeles, and is altogether dissimilar and exactly the same as some of her peers from small podunk towns who come to LA to try and become somebody. Her mother was a singer in her prime, and Rose reads an old interview with her mother. It goes like this:

INTERVIEWER: You have a daughter now; what do you hope she inherits from you? Well, surely your voice. What sort of wishes do you have for her since it’s her birthday today?

JUHYUN: I hope she doesn’t get my voice.

INTERVIEWER: Why?

JUHYUN: Otherwise she might want to be a singer too one day.

She is dissimilar from her peers in this aspect: she never once experiences the disillusionment after the industry shows its true colors — she is exactly the same in this: she still lets herself get swallowed up.

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Despite her mother’s hopes, she does inherit musicality from her, but it sees little more exposure than daily performances by the dinner table, stirring renditions of An Itsy Bitsy Spider. She lives a sheltered if not restricted life for the first portion of her childhood, fiercely sheltered from all aspects of fame. It doesn’t bother her; she hadn’t developed an appetite for it then, content with simply basking in her parents’ love. That changes, though, when her mother passes away on her 19th birthday, and the paparazzi follow her and her father all the way to the memorial. There are more waiting when they arrive, and her father tries to shield her from them as best he can, wrapping an arm around her and lifting his jacket with the other, but the flashes still ingrain themselves on the backs of her eyelids, nauseatingly bright.

It keeps going: the shouting, the flashing, the lens jutting into her space, and like a melancholy ocean churning out tempestuous waves, her sadness crashes into anger. She springs out of her father’s embrace before he can think to hold her back, and shoves a camera out of her face. The paparazzo advances, and she shoves him too, shattering the camera, yelling some incoherent half sentence, tears flowing, unbidden though they are. Her father comes to his senses and yells at them to back away before redoubling his efforts to see them safely in. By the time the service is over and she leaves the church, the photos are already developed and spreading.

And suddenly it feels as if the world knows who she is.

And she can’t get enough.

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She starts Bitch Frenzy soon after, and part of her is in it for the music, because that’s all she has left of her mother, but part of her, deny it though she might, is in it for the fame. For the glitz, and the glamour, and for the taste of her name as it slips off people’s tongues.

Bitch Frenzy is a hit — well, it’s a hit in the sense that people don’t ignore them and don’t hate them, a hit in the sense that they attract the attention of Fusetone. It’s the beginning of the end the moment suited executives come out to see them and to sign them, wolf fangs hiding behind their greasy grins, assuring them that if you sign, the world will know you. She certainly doesn’t know it then, but she certainly can’t say that if she were allowed to do it all over again, knowing what she knows now, she wouldn’t sign on that little dotted line.

She pushes the group into signing, wheedling that this is what they’ve been playing shitty venues for: a platform in which they get to spread their music farther than they could ever dream of reaching by themselves, and one by one, the members agree.

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First, it’s small things like makeup and hair, and her members grin and bear it. Then it’s things like dresses and public appearances, and then, and then, and then. It’s a slow overtake of everything that made Bitch Frenzy, well, bitch frenzy, and one day, she wakes up and they’re The Gemstones, and she’s got a little shimmery dress on, surrounded by faces she doesn’t know, and Pearl and Amber are paying life and limb for breaking their contract. Little sacrifices that she’s slowly acclimated to making, hoops she’s all too eager to jump through.

And for what?

Why, for the fame of it all, of course.

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There are restrictions on where she goes and who she goes with and how big she smiles and what she says and what she wears, bars and bars and bars on a gilded cage. And yet, she knows, as long as she never strays, people will come to coo over her, to love her, to adore her.

The guilt will be temporary, will die with her, she reasons; the silver screen her image will live on in is forever.

The flashes go off when she leaves her house, and she takes a deep breath and smiles for the cameras.

#rosalie kang #the fame

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sugarplumfairys · 4 years

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PROJECT: MY PLOTS AS NETFLIX TV SHOWS for @deathcabforplots

happy birthday ily. <3

#ainda faltou coisa pros outros plots mas nao dava mais meu pc ia explodir #ESPERO QUE VC GOSTE DE TODAS AS FANFICAGENS #ILYSMMMMMMMMM #៹ ☆ ◟ 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒋𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒔 ‹ netflix.#៹ ꕤ ◟ 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆 ‹ edits.#dps taggeio tudo isso KKKKKKKKK #៹ ꕤ ◟ 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 ‹ nora jean chang.#៹ ꕤ ◟ 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 ‹ karoline jung.#៹ ꕤ ◟ 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 ‹ sabrina spellman.#៹ ꕤ ◟ 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 ‹ sarah khongmalai.#៹ ꕤ ◟ 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 ‹ dahlia flynn.#៹ ꕤ ◟ 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 ‹ lydia kang.#៹ ꕤ ◟ 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 ‹ rosalie byrne.#៹ ♡ ◟ 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 ‹ nora jean & chase choi.#៹ ♡ ◟ 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 ‹ karoline & james.#៹ ♡ ◟ 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 ‹ sarah & catalina.#៹ ♡ ◟ 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 ‹ lydia & noeul.#៹ ♡ ◟ 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 ‹ sabrina & nicholas.#៹ ♡ ◟ 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 ‹ dahlia & oliver.#៹ ♡ ◟ 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 ‹ rosalie & william.

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strless · 3 years

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tag dump

characters part 6 (letter q -z)

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ketnisseverdeen · 4 years

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tag drop!

៹ ☆ › 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 ⋰ noah park. ៹ ☆ › 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 ⋰ hara gong. ៹ ☆ › 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 ⋰ jessamine kang. ៹ ☆ › 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 ⋰ kwon minji. ៹ ☆ › 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 ⋰ julian oh. ៹ ☆ › 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 ⋰ moon ahra. ៹ ☆ › 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 ⋰ kwon joonyoung. ៹ ☆ › 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 ⋰ barbara jung. ៹ ☆ › 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 ⋰ daniel jung. ៹ ☆ › 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 ⋰ rosalie park.

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julianblackthvrn · 4 years

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starrysvn · 3 years

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mixtape | kang yeosang

pairing: yeosang x reader

warnings: alcohol consumption, a little angst, swear words, fluff

playlist: goodnight moon by go radio

synopsis: one drunken mistake made the night before your best friend’s wedding leads to a surprising turn of events

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loosely based on the movie bachelorette (2012)

whilst frantically searching your purse, the blood-chilling truth dawned on you that the mixtape was nowhere to be found.

“what do you mean you can’t find it” luna whispered-yelled at you, who were still one hand deep inside your purse.

“it means it’s not in here, luna!” the mix of panic, an alcohol-induced dizzy brain, and sleep deprivation made you yell out.

“shh!” your friend, who was not in any better conditions, slapped her hand over your mouth. “she’s literally out here!”

“i know!” you mumbled behind her hand, finally slapping it away. “okay, get rosalie in here and let’s split up”

“what’s up, you two have been in here for like ten minutes” with a wide smile and a drink in hand, rosalie gingerly strolled into the bathroom with luna right in tow.

“i can’t find the mixtape” as the simple words left your mouth, rosalie’s eyes widened in panic. before she could add anything else luna was quick to explain.

“we searched the whole suite when you all were here, and our rooms, our purses, but it’s nowhere”

“jen’s going to kill you” the bridesmaid looked at you, almost pitying your destiny.

“i already know that, now help me survive the next few hours!” you jokingly - but not really - slapped her arm, pulling your two friends closer.

after much deliberation between maid of honor and bridesmaids in the hotel bathroom, a genius masterplan was formed: all because you could not, for the life of you, remember what had happened to the mixtape you made for your best friend when you were seventeen - specifically crafted for her wedding.

»»————-　✼　————-««

as the subway swiftly moved, you found yourself sandwiched between your two friends, who were trying to reconstruct the events of the night.

“we should’ve asked for the guys’ help” rosalie groaned, a little defeated, letting her head hit the window.

“yeah, we would’ve had more chances of finding it if-“ you knew what luna was about to say, and you really didn’t want to hear it.

“absolutely not,” you said resolutely. “we can do this on our own without spreading more panic than necessary”

the bridesmaids looked at each other before rosalie spoke up after a beat of silence. “just because you’ve been avoiding yeosang for the last two days, it doesn’t mean-“

“i haven’t avoided anybody” you cut her off coldly, earning a glare from luna.

“you barely said hello to him,” she said matter of factly. “we haven’t seen them in so long…”

“i did miss them and he should consider himself lucky i did say hi” logically, you knew you were being childish, but sugar coating was always one of your best abilities.

“listen, we need help with this, the plan’s absolutely crazy-“ once again rosalie couldn’t finish her sentence.

“alright, you two, i am the maid of honor and what i say goes. i’ve had it up to here-” you raised your hand way above your head. “trying to keep jen and her mom in check, whilst resisting the urge to slap that asshole across the face and avoiding insanity all at once.” taking a big breath you finished. “the last two days have been hell, so for the love of god, just go to the first club we’ve been to while i go to the other and find the fucking mixtape, okay?” you hadn’t realized the volume of your voice had been so loud that even the homeless man at the end of the carriage was looking at you weird.

not giving your friends the chance to answer, the metallic voice echoed in the train, calling your station. “i’ll see you at the hotel with the mixtape” with that, you got off the subway.

the fresh air of the night did little to help your now dizzy self come back to your senses. and when, not too long after, walking through the club you noticed who was occupying the table you and the bridal party were sat at hours earlier, you almost wanted to punch yourself in the face.

maybe this plan is crazy, you thought whilst detouring to the toilets, eyes wide and head light. checking there just to make sure and having no luck, you begrudgingly walked back to the table. swiftly sneaking up on him, you dragged a startled and confused seonghwa as far as possible from the rest of the group. as you came to a stop, almost at the other end of the club, you finally turned around.

“y/n?! what the hell?” he looked at you as if you were an alien. “what are you doing here?”

“promise you won’t tell?” you asked, and perhaps the desperation in your voice or the seriousness in your eyes, convinced him to nod. “i lost the mixtape, can you please look around your table to see if it’s there?”

once again, seonghwa gave you a side-eye, but nodded nonetheless. “i’ll be back” he said matter of factly.

while you waited for him, you checked your phone to see if luna and rosalie had any good news, but your lips twisted into a frown seeing no notifications light up your phone.

“hey, i’m sorry but no luck” your friend’s voice startled you. turning around, you saw him wear an apologetic smile so you shook your head.

“no worries, i’m sure we’ll find it. thank you, hwa” you said a little disheartened, and he offered to look around with you some more before he escorted you out, but even that proved to be useless.

as you finally walked back into the crisp air of the night, glad to have avoided the whole table of best men, you called a: “don’t tell!” after seonghwa’s disappearing figure. he turned around with a smirk. “my lips are sealed!” he shouted back.

you made your way to the bus stop, ready to hop on and hear some good news from luna, but the text message she had just sent left you even more discouraged.

nothing, we’ll look at the bar we stopped at earlier.

as you got on the bus you mentally prepared to beg the owners of the restaurant to let you in and look around, the mere thought had you repeatedly bang your head against the window. abandoned to yourself and your thoughts on the silent bus, trying to convey a desperate enough plea to present once you’d arrive at the restaurant, and probably still too drunk on alcohol and desperation, your brain offered you a memory.

it was summer, and your hands were sticking to the paper every time you wanted to write something down. you and jen were discussing her dream wedding. weirdly enough, the first point on the list was not the dress or the decorations, but rather the music. you had spent hours that day on the front porch of her house, sipping icy lemonade kindly offered by her mom, discussing every song that could possibly be worthy of playing the night of her wedding. with a list of all-time favorites, oldies, and throwbacks, that night you excitedly ran to his house, ready to spend the night creating a mixtape. you remembered the feeling of barely containing your happiness for the gift you were making for her. and the giddiness of being up with him all night to make it. you also remembered the good-natured crying session you had with your best friend two nights ago, when after years you finally gave her the cassette as a wedding gift. and her solemn face when she asked you to hold onto it until the wedding day.

without even noticing, you found yourself already reaching for your phone and with teary eyes scrolling through your contacts. instead of pressing luna’s one, your finger slipped until you found the one you were looking for: the only person you could think of - who coincidentally was the best man - to help you.

“i hate myself” you quietly whispered, anxiously bouncing your leg up and down. praying that the number was still the same as years ago, you pressed call on the contact you had sworn not to call ever again. after two rings, he picked up.

“yeosang, i need your help”

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what you did not anticipate in the slightest, was finding yourself in the last place you wanted to be at 4 in the morning, hours before your best friend’s wedding: the childhood bedroom of your ex-boyfriend.

you were probably on the tightest schedule of your life, running incredibly low on the will to live, huge amounts of alcohol, and three cups of coffee. the only thing you wanted was to find the goddamn mixtape and sleep. just thinking about the absurdity of the situation made you chuckle.

unbeknownst to you, that sound made yeosang’s heart skip a beat and halt his movements. he shouldn’t have looked up, shouldn’t have had his head remind him of how the sight of you in his room used to be oh so familiar once upon a time. his every heartbeat shouldn’t ring idiot, idiot, idiot: a reminder of what he had been.

“why are we here again?” you asked, breaking his reverie, trying to sound as annoyed as possible. you had to get up in less than three hours, back at the hotel across town to serve your duties as maid of honor. “i’m literally running on zero hours of sleep and i’m not any closer to finding the goddamn mixtape, so if we could please speed whatever this is up…” although you tried not to, your eyes were scanning the room you were so used to. uncannily, it was all still the same, almost frozen in time.

“you know what this is?” he perked up, after rummaging in his closet for a little while, making you turn around to face him. already prepared to offer your best eye roll, you stopped dead in your tracks.

“i have no clue” you feigned ignorance, voice void of the same annoyance as before, suddenly faced with the familiar object. he flashed you a small smile, one you knew really well, a smirk that looked like it hid infinite secrets and held a thousand words. one that used to make your heart race and melt at the same time - that still did, apparently.

after a beat of silence, his finger landed on the play button of the old, beaten-up stereo that you remembered so well, a familiar melody filling the air.

“you kept it?” an incredulous sigh escaped your lips, your façade slowly falling.

“i kept every single one” yeosang confessed with earnest eyes and a timid smile. only then your eyes fell on the shelf right behind him, full of the cassettes you spent your weekend nights creating together. memories of you laying on the bed with pen and paper in hand, compiling the list of songs that would end up on the mixtape, while he wrecked his brain at his desk trying to figure out how to actually make the mixtape, filled your head. you two made mixtapes for any and every occasion.

And don't go to bed yet, love, I think it's too early And we just need a little time to ourselves If my wall clock tells me that it's four in the morning I'll give it hell

the melody filling the air suddenly brought you back, a painful reminder of how he would offer you his hand, gently bringing you to your feet, and swayed back and forth with you in his moonlit room. that was most definitely not the mixtape you were looking for. before your brain could even register, the words sternly left your mouth: “turn it off”

yeosang looked at you baffled, a little hurt flashing in his eyes: just for a millisecond, but enough to make regret sting in your chest. you took a couple of steps back until the back of your knees bumped into the bed and you let yourself fall on it. he stepped closer, sitting next to you on the edge, knees touching. his eyes were desperately searching for yours but you couldn’t let them, you couldn’t let your guard down.

“please, yeo” in a breathless whisper you let out a silent plea, begging softly. you hadn’t called him that in so long. yeosang froze at the way his nickname slipped past your lips so effortlessly, so solemnly. you were being dead serious.

“y/n” his hands were on your shoulders, pulling you up and gently shaking you. “y/n please”.

“i can’t” try as you may, silent tears were making their way down your cheeks, leaving behind salty stains. “i have things to do, this is not the time-“

“i can’t go on with you avoiding me every chance you get. i haven’t seen you in years and you haven’t looked my way in two days” his desperate eyes were burning holes on your face. “it’s still you and me”

“is it?” finally you faced him, the way the situation had escalated so quickly catching up to you in an uncomfortable, anxious knot in your stomach. but the bravery you had mustered up almost dissipated upon seeing his face. “then why did you walk away when i needed you the most?”

'Cause I've been trying way too long To try and be the perfect song When our hearts are heavy burdens We shouldn't have to bear alone

there it was. the truth out in the open, the question you had asked yourself for nights and nights, hoping to just fall asleep instead. you wanted to be angry. you had held so much anger for him, deeply hidden in a corner of your heart, growing and growing each day, taking up the emptiness he had left behind and swallowing all the love you saved for him. you wished you could be angry, yell at him, throw stuff around. making him hurt like you had. but with his eyes staring into yours you couldn’t help but let the sadness, heartbreak, and hurt speak for you. you wanted - you were desperate - to know why.

“i got scared” he confessed, speaking so quietly you almost swore you imagined it. “i got so scared of how strongly i felt for you, that hopping on that plane to chase my dreams seemed like the best way to ease my heart. like i finally had a good enough excuse to let you go” the words hit you like a slap on the face, so much so that your head turned the other way.

“but i was so wrong” he scoffed, a small sob leaving him. “i was so incredibly wrong to think that i could leave behind a part of me”

slowly your head turned again, finally facing him. “there was not a day i didn’t think of you or of how much of an idiot i had been”

So goodnight moon and goodnight you When you're all that I think about All that I dream about How'd I ever breathe without A goodnight kiss from goodnight you?

just like back then, the music and the moon were the only company you had. you shook your head, disappointment finally setting deep in your heart. “you never even called once”

“i’m sorry” with his head hung low, his apology rang in the room.

“i spent so much time trying to readjust. trying to learn how to function without not only the person i was in love with, but my best friend. hoping that you knew how much i was hurting, because i thought you would too” you shook your head, wiping away a stray tear. “sorry won’t cut it, yeo. not when you left me thinking that i meant nothing to you” and when he looked at you, oh how you wished he hadn’t. the sincerity of his words shined clear in his eyes, tugging at your heartstrings.

“i know” he diverted his gaze to the floor. you were tired, incredibly so, of running away from him. “i know and i hate myself for it. there are no excuses, i’m just a gigantic, stupid idiot-“ and perhaps it was the way you waited years just to hear those words leave his mouth, but having such an epiphany at a moment like that did not help your already messy situation.

“but it’s a start” you found yourself admitting.

The kind of hope they all talk about The kind of feeling we sing about Sit in our bedroom and read aloud Like a passage from Goodnight Moon

he looked at you, eyes bigger than the moon itself, harboring so much hope your heart almost burst at the sight. “really?” he whispered, his voice incredibly soft.

and maybe it was the surreality of the moment, the way your heart hadn’t quite beaten so fast in years, or how you hadn’t felt this alive since he had left, but you just nodded, not trusting your voice when he was suddenly so close to you. he smiled sweetly and brightly, leaning his forehead to rest against yours.

“i was- i am, so, so mad at you” you confessed, feeling him nod.

“you have every right to be” his hand came up to softly adjust a strand of hair behind your ear. “i’m mad at myself”

“good” you stated, earning a low chuckle from him. “you have a long way to go to be forgiven”

And there you were And I saw my Juliet come graceful down the stairs It's hard to miss The way her eyes light up the room And steal the air Just feel her lips lock onto every breath I take And breathe it in Do you feel us falling? 'Cause I feel us falling

“i still love you, you know” his sweet confession made your heart beat so fast you feared you’d die right then and there. but the blush on his cheeks told you his heart was beating just as fast. “i never stopped”

right then you crashed your lips against his, a dumb smile plastered on your mouth just as on his. moments later you were startled apart from the incessant ringing of your phone, luna’s name lighting up the screen. taking a deep breath, you prepared yourself for the yelling you were undoubtedly about to be subject to.

“where the fuck are you?! did you at least find it?” you shared a look with yeosang, who had to restrain his laughter. “rosalie came back even drunker than she was before and i had to put her to bed, so i’ve been walking around town like a fucking idiot for the last hour, i swear to god y/n, if you don’t find it-“

“calm down!” you finally interrupted her furious rant. “just make sure everyone’s still asleep and go to bed too, i’ll figure it out”

“figure it out?!” you had to pull the phone away from your ear to avoid going deaf. “you haven’t found it?”

“don’t worry and do as i say, you’re the maid of honour until i get back”

“y/n, i swear to god if you come back empty handed i’m going to absolutely destroy-“

“good night, luna!” you hung up quickly, before her threat could actually scare you, and shared a look with yeosang before the two of you started laughing out loud. as you quieted down, you took him by the hand and led him to his desk. “i think i may have left a copy of it here, if we don’t find it we’ll have to make it again”

he smiled at you, squeezing your hand once. “let’s get to work”

Do you feel us falling? 'Cause I can feel us falling

exactly ten minutes after everyone’s alarms went off, you barged into the suite rented out for the bridal party, yeosang hot on your tail.

“i found the copy!” you announced loudly, exhibiting the cassette.

luna, still recovering from the sight of yeosang right behind you and the rest of the bridal party looking at you like you were crazy, launched herself onto you. “you need to shut up, another two coffees and a shower” she took the cassette from you and handed it to rosalie, now close to the scene as well. “the makeup artist will do you next, lord knows you need it” after finishing her inspection of you, she looked at him. “see you later, yeosang”

“ah, sure” he smiled politely. “see you” he bid his farewells, shooting you a wink and flashing you a smile, before disappearing behind the doors you had just barged in from.

“we’ll talk about what the hell was that about later” rosalie snapped everyone out of her trance, walking you to the bathroom. “and thank fucking god jen and her mom are still in the other room”

“if she won’t kill me, this headache will” you mumbled as you let yourself be dragged.

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hours later, at the reception, you felt someone tapping on your shoulder. turning around you found yourself faced with yeosang’s sweet smile.

“may i have a word?” he asked all too politely, and followed by the shocked gazes of your friends, you nodded and got up from your seat at the table. he pulled you outside, the sun was already setting and the gentle breeze caressing your bare arms almost made you shiver. yeosang turned to look at you with earnest eyes, letting his hand gently make its way from your elbow to your hand, finally intertwining his fingers with yours.

“i know it was early in the morning, you were probably not in the best conditions” you both chuckled at that. “but i meant every word of what i said. you’re it for me, you’ve always been, but i know things change and i just-“

“kang yeosang” you interrupted him, his eyes going the slightest bit wide at the way you said his full name. “not once have i ever wished to end up with anyone but you” you confessed, almost feeling the way his body relaxed at your words. “but you still have a long way to go to be forgiven”

he just nodded, bringing you into a hug. the way his arms held you close was just as familiar as the gentle weight of his hands on your waist. “i missed you so much, i’ll do anything it takes for you to allow me back into your life” he murmured, lips brushing against the shell of your ear.

“you better, because life without you doesn’t feel right” you sighed, basking in his closeness and warmth.

“promise i won’t let you go ever again” he whispered, words almost getting lost in the wind.

“i’ll hold you to that” you smiled, looking into his eyes and seeing reflected in them the same love yours held.

yeosang’s smile was so soft yet so bright as he let his lips gently brush onto your forehead.

unbeknownst to you, a couple of meters away from where the two of you stood, a little crowd of friends was watching the scene with wide eyes and even wider smiles.

“so they’re back together!” seonghwa cheered, fists in the air.

“fucking finally!” rosalie high-fived luna, who happily jumped on the spot.

“ugh, thank god, i couldn’t stand anymore whining and moping a three in the morning” wooyoung stated, albeit a small smile was threatening to leave his lips, earning a little laugh from the whole group and a slap on the arm from hongjoong.

“all's well that ends well! and jen didn’t even find out about the whole mixtape mishap” luna sighed in relief, earning a nod from rosalie and a confused glare from everyone except seonghwa, who just smiled.

“what mixtape thing?” called the bride’s voice from behind them. “what are we looking at?”

“nothing!” sounded three startled voices in unison, as well as a sharp whisper of “you better start running or finding excuses” from seonghwa, as everyone turned around and watched the two bridesmaids make their way to the star of the night.

hwa sighed with a shrug and a small smile stamped on his lips as he watched luna and rosalie drag jen away, simply offering as an explanation to everyone:

“it’s a long story”

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( chloe bennet ; cisfemale ; she/her ; lotus by christina aguilera ) hey, look! isn’t that MADISON LIU? the 28/125 year old VAMPIRE is known to be HEADSTRONG and REPENTANT. they’ve been in town for FOUR MONTHS and always remind me of a life lost and so desperately missed, crossbow bolts hidden in the back of car trunk & the scent of cherry blossom fragrance. let’s hope they survive what’s to come.

INTRO BEGIN. (TW: heavy suicide ideation / suicide attempt, murder)

FULL NAME AT BIRTH: madison emily liu. NICKNAMES: mads, maddie. DATE OF BIRTH: december 21st. PERSONALITY TRAITS:

+ opinionated, kind, loyal, dependable, resilient, compassionate - melancholic, stubborn, sometimes self destructive, sometimes withdrawn

SPECIES: vampire; previously was a witch in a family of now extinct famous hunters. RELATIONSHIP STATUS: single. SEXUAL ORIENTATION: pansexual. SIGNIFICANT CHARACTERISTICS: n/a. SCARS: none. LAGUAGES SPOKEN: english, spanish, chinese, japanese, russian, korean, basically a lot she loves to learn different languages and loves culture OCCUPATION: TBA. CHARACTER INSPOS / PARALLELS: caroline forbes (tvd), rosalie hale (twilight), allison argent (tw), faith lehane (btvs)

BIOGRAPHY.

madison was born to a forbidden relationship between a hunter father and a witch mother. from the moment of her birth, madison was incredibly loved by both her parents although the bright little girl couldn’t say she felt that same love from either of her grandparents or through her parents sides of their families with the exception of her hunting uncles; being seen as the abomination of the families, disliked immensely but madison, as little as she was to even understand the hatred towards her always responded to them with a kind temperament.

from the age of six on up, madison was trained in both magics and began her hunting training with her father firmly believing she should know how to defend herself and from a young age, she was exceptionally gifted at most weapons but found her talent and gift in the hunting crossbow. from thirteen madison would become a pro at the hunting life and excel with the magic her mother would teach her and madison would fall in love with magic as she did with her skill of a bow, learning everything she could pertaining to magic and using it to help others rather

madison would continue to live her life with as much of a kind touch as possible, aspiring to one day become married to the love of her life and she was happy to wait for that love despite society telling her otherwise that she had to be married but madison dejected that notion, holding onto the firm belief that love would be worth waiting for for that right one to come along and she had a few prospects from a fellow hunter she would briefly see but it was not meant to be as their views were too different, he viewed every supernatural as an evil entity whereas madison did not. she preferred only to hunt whenever it was necessary as madison couldn’t stomach taking another’s life if she could help it though she had the perfect skill and capability to do it. maddie didn’t mind holding a friendship with those she was morally obligated to kill such as the original vampire jaesun kang, whom she grew to become intrigued by and came to respect him the most out of any of the original vampires, finding a comfortable friendship within him, intrigued by the life he had led for the past near nine hundred years.

at twenty six, madison would enter a knee deep friendship (relationship ?) with a vampire, one lost and was simply trying to find his way through immortal life and madison was there every step of the way to ensure he could live within her town safely, even going as far to allow him to feed from her as a last resort when he needed it. though through the years, their friendship could become shaky at times as madison would sometimes find herself cleaning up a mess of his when he went too far on a binge, making excuses when any suspicions would fall onto him but madison was no quitter, once you had her trust and friendship, she would be a loyal friend to the end.

everything began to fall apart for madison when she was twenty eight, the town fell under attack from vampires, her mother and little brother being of the casualties in the massacre, their bodies along with others displayed as a sporty display. the hunters of the town joined together aside from madison who did what she could to protect her friends who would inevitably be targeted though it wasn’t without consequence. her friendship with the vampires was discovered and madison was seen and treated as a traitor amongst hunters; she wasn’t a true hunter they said when they also discovered her origins of birth that she was also a witch. the group played judge, jury and executioner to madison, even more hurtful that her own family members would allow what would come next: they would overpower her to first murder her where it wouldn’t kill her instantly, it was to be slow and steady with a finale of throwing her into an empty grave to leave her to bleed to death or be buried alive, whichever would come first but what they hadn’t realized was madison had accumulated vampire’s blood within her system only the night before from allowing her friend to feed on her but it went too far and he nearly killed her only to fix his mistake by feeding her blood. madison would die and she would end up digging through her own grave as a creature she didn’t ask to become.

madison would return to life though only as a vampire and she would not adjust to it well. it was a life she never wanted to live and had initially refused to complete the transition, allowing herself to die as she was meant to until hunger overtook her and she killed one of the townspeople, an old friend she’d recognize from youth. with her sire having fled town once he’d realize what he’d unknowingly done to madison, she was essentially abandoned and left to deal with transitioning on her own and the overwhelming guilt of taking lives would drive madison to beg jaesun, the original she would turn to when she had no one else, to end her life, to stake her. with his refusal, she would then attempt to burn herself alive to sunlight until jaesun convinced her otherwise, convincing her that vamprism wasn’t the end but the journey didn’t end there. madison for a period had lost that kindness she once possessed, replaced by a nasty bitterness and grief for her life being forcefully taken, for being abandoned, for being hated from the moment she was born, for being hated for her kindness and it was her kind heart that only brought her death and suffering. jaesun would show her the right path of being a vampire, retouching that kind soul she let go and over time, she began to start to accept her death and would begin the process of healing from the trauma of being betrayed and murdered, allowing herself to finally look at vampirism differently; choosing to then live her immortal life doing for others as she had as a human rather than be bitter although she can’t help but sometimes grieve for that life lost and still wishes to have died blissfully as a human.

OTHER TIDBITS AND INFO / HEADCANONS.

madison is the last (un)living member of the liu hunting family. they were a famous hunting family through the years of 1775-1929. after her death, she was disowned as a member of the family and maddie watched her whole family one by one over the years fall to death by the supernatural until the last member in their family line died in 1929.

if given the choice, obviously madison would have chose to grown old as a witch. she would not have chosen vampirism in any light and if you ask her her opinion on if you should turn, she’d recommend anything else but is supportive if that’s the route they want to take.

madison does her best to be a reflective vampire to what jaesun has tried to teach her and surprisingly since she got past the initial hurdle of vampirism, she is a very controlled vampire. she can handle and manage her urges easier than most.

she still holds hunter skills and capabilities and can kill her own kind fairly easily although older vampires are a bit harder obviously but she hasn’t actually staked one of her own in years. the last time she staked one was around 1973.

POSSIBLE / WANTED / CONNECTIONS.

kang jaesun: jaesun was really madison’s saving grace, mostly from herself; he helped her through her transition when she wanted to end her vampiric life before it could begin. he helped her begin to accept her death and it was him alone who restored the kindness maddie once lost due to bitterness and grief of her own life being taken from her. he is her best friend and is fiercely loyal to him, being eternally within his debt and will do anything for him he asks of her.

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