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✂︎ ─── Kang Muyeol was born with the unfortunate talent of making misfortune listen. Give him a name, a belonging, or even a drop of blood, and he can weave curses into almost anything — bad luck, sleepless nights, broken promises, or something far worse. But every curse has a rule, and every rule can be broken. Muyeol has made an art of finding those weaknesses, unraveling hexes that should have lasted generations or turning them back upon whoever cast them. Together with his sister, he runs a small occult shop filled with cursed relics and things sensible people would never touch. Where Mirae sees what fate intends, Muyeol prefers negotiating with it. Charming, theatrical, and far too comfortable around dangerous things, he rarely refuses a bargain. Just remember: when Muyeol offers to solve your problem, asking for the price afterward is usually a terrible idea.

“Every curse has a price. I simply decide who gets to pay it.”

Jude Morningstar

Er entstammt einer uralten Blutlinie. Als Werwolf geboren und mit mächtiger Magie gesegnet, trägt er die Zeichen seiner Herkunft auf der Haut. Bevor er seine Kräfte entfesselt, beginnen in seiner Wolfsgestalt leuchtende Runen unter seinem Fell zu glimmen. In menschlicher Gestalt erscheinen dieselben Zeichen als silbrige Narben auf seiner Haut – jede einzelne ein Kapitel seiner Geschichte.

Doch obwohl das Erbe seiner Ahnen durch seine Adern fließt, fand er niemals seinen Platz unter ihnen. Seine Familie verstieß ihn, weil er nicht ihren Vorstellungen entsprach. Seitdem wandert er zwischen zwei Welten: zu magisch für die Werwölfe, zu wild für die Hexen und zu stolz, um sich von beiden definieren zu lassen.

Then came the dreams. Memories that couldn't possibly be hers. Emotions she couldn't control. And claws where human fingers were supposed to be. Turns out, her family had been keeping one little secret. Dami wasn't entirely human. A kitsune. An old spirit passed from mother to daughter, carrying memories, instincts and something far more dangerous beneath the skin. So she left. No goodbye. No looking back. Just a girl, a suitcase and nowhere to go.

Funny how a few drinks at a bar can turn into a job, a home and eventually a position she never planned on wanting. Now she's the woman keeping Accalia's bars running between San Diego and Los Angeles - usually with a guitar nearby, her Jeep somewhere outside and enough secrets in her head to ruin everyone's evening.

She doesn't talk much. She doesn't have to. Dami notices everything. And if she ever smiles at you like she knows something you don't...she probably does.

𝑺𝑯𝑰𝑹𝑨𝑵𝑼𝑰 𝑫𝑨𝑴𝑰𝑲𝑨 - 𝑲𝒊𝒕𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒆𓂃𝑷𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒙𝒖𝒂𝒍𓂃𝑫𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒐𝒓𓂃𝑩𝒂𝒓 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒓𓂃 𝑺𝒂𝒏 𝑫𝒊𝒆𝒈𝒐 ↔ 𝑳𝑨𓂃𝑮𝒖𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒓 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒓𓂃 𝑱𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓𓂃𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒄 𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒅𓂃𝑵𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒐𝒘𝒍𓂃𝑺𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒆𝒓𓂃𝑻𝒓𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓

　“Tradition? I tried it once. Didn't suit me.”

𐙚 ⸻ Kang Mirae was born with the ability to see what others were never meant to know. When she touches someone, glimpses of their past, their possible futures, and the lives they have yet to live unfold before her like fragments of a dream. She cannot always control what she sees, and sometimes the visions come with a price. Together with her brother, she runs a small occult shop hidden away from the ordinary world, dealing with cursed relics, forbidden artifacts, and objects that should have remained buried. Mirae is quiet, observant, and unnervingly difficult to deceive. She rarely tells people what she sees in their future. After all, some fates are better left unknown.

“Some futures are blessings. Others are warnings. The cruelest part is knowing which one you’re looking at.”

original portrayal of 𝕶𝖎𝖆𝖓𝖆 𝕽𝖔𝖘𝖊 𝖂𝖍𝖎𝖙𝖆𝖐𝖊𝖗 ⎯ 27 years old, half italian, half british.

There are people who go to a psychologist because they choose to, and there are those who have no choice. It’s the way they try to tell their story so many times that they end up believing it themselves, yet it’s the twitch at the corner of their mouth that gives them away, the way their pupils dilate or constrict. Your breathing is too controlled to appear nervous, but your face reveals so much more than the words that leave your lips. Nothing stays buried.

The darkness has surrounded him for so long that it has already consumed him. The only question is how much of it you can bear, because he doesn't just see darkness – he understands it.

─── roleplay account crafted for fakevz , mutuals only , open for plotting and crossover friendly , semi-selective , 21+ , activity varies from time to time , novelist.

𝗪𝗲’𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝗻𝗱. 𝗝𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗶𝘁 𝗮 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝗼𝗻𝗲, 𝗲𝗵?

A Time Lord from Gallifrey, the Doctor travels through space and time in his TARDIS, exploring new worlds and helping those in need. He is brilliant, curious, eccentric, energetic, and often playful, with an endless sense of wonder for the universe. Beneath his cheerful nature lies the weight of a long life marked by loss and loneliness. He hides much of his pain behind humor and enthusiasm, yet remains deeply compassionate and protective of those he cares about. The Doctor dislikes violence and believes that every life matters, always searching for another way, even when hope seems lost. At his core, he is a kind and restless wanderer who believes that no matter how impossible things may seem, there is always hope and another path forward.