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한다혜 ₊ ˚🕸️・₊ * nursery fears * made f.lesh ﹠ s.inew ; earliest ﹠ most archaic of fears … FEAR OF DEVOURMENT.
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⠀⠀⧼ ᐟ ͟ i’ll bite the hand ⠀⠀ ⁎ that feeds me. 𞠞
한다혜 ₊ ˚🕸️・₊ * nursery fears * made f.lesh ﹠ s.inew ; earliest ﹠ most archaic of fears … FEAR OF DEVOURMENT.
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“... congratulations, about winning the hunt.”
she turns to face the figure hovering over her, curiosity in irides as she groans groggily. “hunt..? win?? who??” sotto voce, phalanxes curling into fabric as she sits up to speak to mister han, her mentor and teammate.
“ah... it’s you, sir.” cranium atilt, irides gleam in endearment the moment she realizes who it was, the silence hangs heavy between just the two of them. “thank you, really... i wasn’t too sure how it happened, but what you’ve taught me was of great help ... truly.” unfettered breath, “how long was i out for? you must tell me everything, if you can! i couldn’t have done it without you, sir...”
“if it takes a bite out of you, i’m not carrying you back.”
ludic eye—roll, phalanxes curling into beaded band. demilune—eyne and a beam too—wide, “you say that as if i can’t carry myself out of here alone.” a few steps closer and willowy arm outstretched, the first jingle of the bell sends a shrill cry──
sinew figure dashing beyond the brush of trees... without thinking, she grabs the viper off the forest floor, moving with admonition as her feet instinctively follows the creature deeper into the forest. movements of haste as the creature was still in her line of sight, brambles claw on her ankles, cranium atilt heavenward... bloodstained—lune, her only guiding light to hunt down the redretch.
“sorry, was that too sudden? are you okay?” she gazes down at her familiar, a tinge of worry, sotto voce. she glances forward once more, the creature is gone. goodness, she should’ve stayed focused. nevertheless, she set nero down on the ground once more. “gah... fuck, i think we’re lost...”
ooc: i know i’ve been a bit slow, but the good news is: i’ll be back on track for this week and almost the whole month of april! for now, i’ll be leaving out these plot prompts for anyone interested! find them under the cut and lmk if you want your muse to take them. plot cap: (1/4)

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tw: self-harm, slight gore, blood.
“oh, my love ... it always was a game to begin with!”
the crinkle of a candy packet and rupture of melodic laughter stripped of warmth breaks the silence— yes ... she must warble so, not out of nervousness but out of amusement; distal phalanges entangled amid obsidian locks. guided, careful gait into the threshold of the forest, the slightest jingle from the discordant bell tied to dove’s wrist.
tw: blood, smoking
“are you fucking serious?”
“shhh, language!” cranium canted in languorous incline, tousled stygian covering lambent irises as lithe frame emerges from wooden frame. “it was much more convenient this way ... wish i had the patience to pick the door’s lock but alas ...” breath breaks into soft giggle, the crunch of glass beneath leather combat boots.
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HIII i know i disappeared over the weekend but i’vr ben so abysmally busy in the last couple of days ... but i will be catching up to ims, plottings, and getting to owed starters / replies!
but WHICH ONE? horror gets around
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and at 4:45, the hunt ends.
in momentary stillness, breath suspended in brittle tension, soles drag with leaden gait as willowy phalanxes make contact with sinewy flesh ... red mist surrounds the forest and just like that ... it feels as if nothing has happened— dove falls to her knees and her vision darkens ... well, fuck it. exhaustion has caught up to her, she’ll ask around when she’s well enough.
“go back to the dorm. now.”
was enough to jolt dove awake from her groggy stupor. brows knit together, lily—labrum pursed with diminutive sigh. leaning against rough bark﹔willowy arms wrapped around self offering little to no warmth against midnight breeze. “tch,” tongue clicks, girlish moue evident on her face. “geez, so bossy!”
onyx orbs gaze upon scarlet moon, “i joined the hunt, remembeeeeeeer?” dulcet drawl rasping at the ends of locution, idle motion that soothes, but it clearly does the exact opposite—she was getting on his nerves, clearly trying to prove a point. doe hues incline toward serpent—eyne, albeit half—lidded in languorous abeyance, cranium canted askance to find idle reprieve ‘gainst tree trunk. “and i think it’s in our best interest if YOU came with me on the hunt,” petal—lips curl upturned, ever slight, ﹠ parted for the zephyr of a laugh. “or you stay in your tank in the dorm.”
by the time dove had woken up in a cold sweat, it had already been midnight ... blanket on the floor, skin prickling from the cold night breeze, and … a missing familiar. the faint lappings of crimson moonlight, a kiss upon cytherean dove’s porcelain skin, a soft yawn escaping her lips while picking up her coat and finally walking out of her dorm room in search of a sneaky serpent.
it’s been a hot minute since i’ve been on tumblr rp, but hi hi! i’m reia and i present to you: han “dove” dahye! a not-so short rundown about her can be found below the cut. i look forward to writing with you and your muses, so leave a little heart if you wish to plot / brainstorm! everything else can be found in her pinned.
trigger warning/s: self-harm.

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