“ manipulative, secretive, judgemental, brooding. the witch is all about casting silent judgement, and powerful hexes, from the safety of her own bedroom. ”
name. hajoon blackmoore
age. 26 years old
occupation. college junior. works at dark wood mortuary
sexuality. pansexual
gender. cismale
faceclaim. seo kang joon
monster. witch
Joon was adopted when he was three months old. The Blackmoore’s had been unable to conceive their own child. Even after almost 15 years of trying. So they turned to a family friend that helped them with the adoption. Joon isn’t exactly sure how legit his adoption was but, there isn’t much he can do about it now.
He grew up relatively spoiled. He was his parent’s pride and joy. They finally had someone to pass on the family name. Someone to mold into the perfect heir of the Blackmoore estate.
To say that Joon has a lot of expectations placed on him from an early age would be an understatement. His parents planned almost every aspect of his life. What he wore, what games he was allowed to play. Who he was going to be as an adult, what colleges he was going to attend. Who he was allowed to hang out with. His childhood was a very suffocating one.
As he got older, Joon rebelled, he pushed every boundary. Tested every limit, which only seemed to make his parents tighten the reins even more.
The only thing he didn’t fight them on was learning the family “business.” The Blackamoore’s were a family with deep traditions. Witchcraft was at the core of them. When Joon was about six his mother started teaching him her craft. He ate it up, excelling at almost everything she put in front of him. He had a particular affinity for the darker art. But in his defense they were always the most interesting.
Currently he’s been “cut off” from any of the benefits that his family name could possibly offer him. Which is completely his fault. After he applied to some random ass college in main, in some small ass town. Behind his parents backs of course. Harvard or Yale has been their choice. Joon would drop dead before he went to some elit bullshit school. So that is how he found himself on the outs with his family and living in Cinderbrush.
Now one may wonder what Joon is still doing in college at the tender age of 26. Most of his peers have already graduated. Moved on to life out their annoyingly cliche dreams. But that’s the problem. Joon doesn’t really have dreams. He’s changed his major three times. Has no real idea of what the fuck he’s going to do with his life. So, he figures being a chronic student is the better option. Who needs to have their future planned.
When he first started school he had just gone for a Liberal Arts degree. But he wasn’t a huge fan of being a ‘jack of all trades’. So his second semester he changed to History, which only lasted about a year before he decided he really didn’t give a shit about History. His current major is chemical engineering, with a minor in botany, which he actually enjoys a great deal. It also helps with his business.
He’s made quite a business out of supplying the student body with all kinds of party favors. If there is something you need, he’s the man to go to. He’s even made a few connections outside of the town. Being the resident drug dealer has its perks. He’s pretty content in his choices.
His social life isn’t really lacking. He has plenty of people he chills with. Mostly friendly acquaintances. Nothing too deep. Which if you asked him is how he likes it. He tried the close friend shit a while back and it ended up being nothing but a world of hurt.
Romance on the other hand really isn’t his thing. He doesn’t like strings or being tied to one person. So he keeps most of his conquests casual. Which he is very up front about. If you wanna fuck you gotta be okay with not having much after that.
a haze of smoke. the smell of a burning fire. dirt under the finger nails. dusty books and candle wax. the smell of copper in a cup. misty mornings. full moons. a broken clock on the wall. empty chairs swinging in the breeze. cracked book spines. secrets in plain sight. tinkling bells softly dancing on the air. daggers gleaming in the light. comfort in hidden spaces. a soft scent of sandalwood in the air. acid sitting on the tip of the tongue. dismantling expectations one brick at a time.
wither. a person loses all of their hair, or their teeth start rotting and falling out, or their period comes and it comes by the bucketful, or their skin gets all sickly yellow and spotty. whatever the specifics, it’s bad.
binding. a person cannot physically harm others.
ring of lies. whenever a person attempts to lie, they hear a piercing ringing noise. big lies will often make their knees buckle and disorient them. severe lies can cause harm or even brain damage.
watching. you enter a deep sleep, and begin to see the world through the eyes of the hexed. you can feel their reactions to and impressions of what they are seeing.
illusions. {Pick two: snakes and bugs, demonic visages, false prophecies, non-existent subtext.} the hexed sees that thing everywhere. you have no control over the exact images or manifestations.
the gorgon: once upon a time the gorgon and the witch were the best of friends. in fact, they both are matriculating at cinderbrush because of a pact they had made as kids. attending the same university was apart of their life long plan. but a year prior the gorgon made a mistake, they allowed the witch in. deeper then anyone before, and it resulted in the witch getting hurt. years of friendship down the drain. now when they pass each other in the quad, the gorgon refuses to look the witch in the eyes.
the infernal: the witch feels something when they look at the infernal, and they’ve yet to figure out if what they’re feeling is sympathy or pity. they’ve been around magick long enough to recognize a dark presence. and there is darkness coming off the infernal in waves. the witch is convinced they can safe the infernal. they know they can grow stronger and break the bond between the infernal and their patron… but is that what the infernal wants? And is the witch truly as strong as the believe, or could this destroy them?
the queen: the witch would often tell you they could become invisible if they so chose. creep back into the shadows and remain unseen by most passing by. but this was not true when it came to the queen. in fact, the witch had been attempting a nasty spell on one of the queen’s hive members and while rummaging through their personal belongings, they were discovered. the queen has kept this little bit of information to themselves, and the witch is dreading to find out why.
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