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&&. girl who is both death and maiden . RI JUHEON , witch. dependent single - muse blog for @boundkrp . š¤Ģ¶Ģøć ¤āø»Ģø penned by ā. )
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quivering eyes stay on the unknown source, but loose lips find their way to the entrance of juheon's ear, "you should sense your familiar better," the hushed greeting lands heavy, thick with an annoyance he partially knows it's unwarranted. alcohol percolates underneath his nose as a taunt. his hold tightens in response before his body takes a step back, "my bad. you should get out of here before something bad happens."
in all of juheonās twenty-four years of lifeāor death, for that matterāthere were only a good handful of people who had been granted permission to enter her orbit. fewer had left a mark. fewer but one. one whose very existence had carved itself so deeply into her heart that the effects of his presence no longer felt like a formula sheād memorised, but rather, like something more permanent.
"riĀ juheon."Ā herĀ voiceĀ lowĀ andĀ firmĀ asĀ sheĀ calledĀ out,Ā herĀ headĀ turningĀ onlyĀ slightlyĀ towardsĀ juheon'sĀ direction.Ā "whereĀ doĀ youĀ thinkĀ you'reĀ going?"
the truth was, juheon disliked the blood moon hunt. she first came to this realisation exactly six years ago. sheād joined a search party and contributed nothing but disaster, as she'd been less capable of controlling her magic then, let alone have a familiar to stabilise the destructiveness that had been an inherent part of her nature for so long.
oops ... i kind of died there. i really thought i could juggle a quick trip with writing, but clearly that wasn't the case. i'm terribly sorry for the lack of responsesāthis week's yet to give me a break. slowly working my way through replies and can't wait to plot & write with many more of you cuties ā”

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&&. HARD TRUTHS. @fistprint
the world feels like its axis is tilting.
juheon hardly recalls what led her into the woods; doesn't help that she canāt seem to form a single coherent thought, let alone resist the urge to give into the pull of gravity tempting her into every direction but straight ahead.
she hadnāt planned on taking part in the triannual hunt. she hadnāt in the previous year, and certainly wouldnāt this time. for what good would she contribute to a search group, if not be a nuisance? her abilities are too weak. the most she can muster are low-level spells. simple and clean, but far too brief to prove sufficient. it wouldnāt be enough to capture a cold-blooded killer; even less so in its spectral form. juheon would be ash ere dusk would break.
the most logical course of action, therefore, was to abstain from entering the woods until someone would have been crowned winner. and really, juheon hadnāt meant toāif not for the persistent tug on the strings of an unbeating heart. dull at first, but sharpened by the few too many drinks she should have not had.
something isnāt right.
she steps deep, deep, deeper into the night. wandering between thick trees, dead leaves, and dried twigs that crunch beneath her weight like bones. with each step she takes, the pull weakens. and worse, the alcohol dulls her control. her limbs begin to feel heavier.
something isnāt right.
juheon knows a break would be adverse, and yet she canāt help but find solace against a tree. sheād rest only for a moment. a minute, even, then find her way back. plans, however, are cut short when something in the distance catches her attention.
rustling. a shadow. a snap. a brief, but sharp moment of clarity that tears a gasp from her lips.
of course. that was what had driven her into the woods. her fox.
āis it that you? nahee?ā she calls into the dark. but nothing. only another snap, and a hollow prick in the boned-cage of her chest that almost feels alive.
indeed, something is awfully wrong.
&&. THE RULES OF ATTRACTION. @eurydieces
attraction is a complex interplay of biological, environmental psychological and, most importantly, chemical reactions. key indicators of such include: sustained eye contact, an intentional decrease of proximity, and subtle shifts in body language.
juheon may not possess the necessary sensitivity to detect these parameters on an emotional level, but empirical observations have proven reliable enough. that, and the wise guidance of a frequent contributor to her research: chen haoran.
true to all he has taught her thus far, her subject meets all parameters. undeniably so.
juheon feels the intensity of his gaze before she finds him.
again.
he stands just behind the crackling flames of the bonfire, caught somewhere between shadows and a flickering, warm orange glow. one, two, three ⦠he blinks. remains unmoving. his gaze shifts just the slightest bit south, while hers fixes on the brown of his eyes.
and then he looks away.
there have only been a good handful of instances in which haoranās theories failed the witchātroublesome, yes, but there had been some with rather astonishing success. surely this one would prove the same. her subject, albeit diverting his attention elsewhere now, hadnāt turned his body away from her. not fully, at least. thatās two boxes checked. one box pending; though juheon was sure. variables donāt lie. heād prove her theory right. he would.
perhaps it was curiosity. perhaps it was something else entirely. whatever it was, it drew her in. one step after another, past the bonfire, closer toward where her targetās gaze flickers to her once more. footsteps halt only when she enters his orbitānot close enough to be menacing, but enough so to make her presence impossible to ignore.
āyouāve been watching me.ā comes her voice, flat and steady. a perfectly reasonable way to open the floor for conversation, she assumes. and just for effect, she musters the best imitation of a dramatic lead from various kinds of media sheās dissected for research purposes. ādo you like what you see?ā
joining the it's been sooooo long since i've last done tumblr gang, but here we are ! ā” i'm super duper excited to be here, and very much look forward to writing with you and your wonderful muses. now without further ado, below the cut is your nothing burger: RI JUHEON. for extras on the side, kindly check the pinned.