☽✿flower power✿☾

kwon hoetaek. 24. plant witch. they/them.

[hxetaek]

being at keisung for as long as hoetaek has comes with it’s perks. namely full access to one of the potions classrooms on a saturday which hoetaek takes advantage of every few weeks to brew potions to sell, and experiment outside the confines of their tiny dorm room. they’re locking up after one of these full days of potions making, the bag slung over their shoulder filled so much with freshly brewed concoctions in glass vials that it’s almost overflowing. they slip their keys into the pocket of their denim jacket, turn slowly, and begin making their careful trip outside and across to the dorms. 

they make it all the way inside the dorm building, carefully manoeuvring around students, and they’re a mere few feet away from the stairs that will take them up to their room when their platform docs suddenly hit a random slippery patch on the floor. their legs fly up from underneath them and they fall backwards, hitting the ground with a thud. their instinct is to wrap their arms around their bag, and they manage to keep all their potions in the bag... except for one. moving as if in slow motion, hoetaek watches as a small glass vial flies from their bag, the pearly blue liquid glinting in the light as is soars across the room, towards someone standing at the bottom of the stairs. “LOOK OUT!” hoetaek yells, praying the person has quick enough reflexes to catch. 

[hxetaek]

hey hi hello, yes it is I, caitee back back back again with my old muse, my good good plant witch bby, everyone’s favourite non-binary pal: hoetaek. some of you may remember me and hoetaek from keisungs past but for those of you who don’t, let me introduce kwon hoetaek: they’re a 24y.o witch with two green thumbs and a potions major. more info under the cut, but full backstory is here, profile here, and some basic plots here. I’ll post a starter very soon and reply to some open ones in the tag, but if you also wanna plot go ahead and smash that like button or slide on into my dms~

hoetaek’s non-binary so they/them pronouns pls~

this sweet bby was dropped off at keisung at the weee age of 10, after a string of circumstances led to their mother being unable to care for them anymore and keisung being the only place they could go

their power is based in the earth element, and their specialty is potions and crystals

they’re also like, obsessed with plants, like if they’re not in their dorm room or in class they’re probably in the greenhouse

they will sell you potions, powered crystals, charms, etc for $$$$, as long as they’re not being used for evil purposes (or, at least, if your muse can convince them they’re not gonna be used for evil)

they also might be persuaded to trade the above for favours if they like you enough and it’s a good enough favour

dreams of one day owning their own apothecary

can be kind of withdrawn and stand-offish to strangers, mostly because they kind of have trust issues and don’t want to get close to people unless they know they it wont back fire on them

but generally they’re friendly enough to everyone

if you do manage to get close to them though, you’ll find they’re a kind, affectionate and loyal friend~

they’re always dressing like they just walked off the set of american horror story coven

with the added bonus of always having flowers in their hair or tied to their shoelaces or tucked into the button holes in their shirt

highly aware that they’re a walking witch cliche and have no plans to stop any time soon

basically just wants to make friends and brew potions

[hyosjong]

[hxetaek]

replies coming soon, sorry for kind of disappearing life got crazy again ;; might be mia for another couple of days but I promise I’ll get to everything asap!

[hxetaek]

ghcstlys‌:

           CHAOS DESCENDS UPON the camping grounds of keisung’s trip. panic & fear hangs heavy in the air as yaya remains unseen among the havoc which surrounds her. & the ghost had found herself alone to fend for herself amongst the attack early on. though, it was fortunate she had been a ghost. deep down, she felt there was really nothing for her to lose among the tragic scene which took place before her. keisung had not gained the title of home deep in her heart nor was her life necessarily at stake. but, that didn’t stop the terror which coursed through her veins as she watched the invasion unfold. it was her first time seeing something so horrid take place. but, cowardly, the girl had tried her best to silently find her way to saftey. yet , it was as she heads off on her way that something in the corner of her eye caught her attention. it’s the sight of a stranger, 《 @hxetaek  》which has yaya holding her breath. & she watches as they near danger, for some reason there is a sense of anxiousness which rattles her core. but, a part of her tells her to leave them, that she needs to get to saftey. however, the ghost simply can not turn away, & without intent, she teleports. for the first time ever. she is right there beside them. yanking them back into the bushes & out of sight before she suddenly makes herself visible. something along the lines of anger & confusion settles along her visage. “ are you trying to get yourself killed ?? ” she questions in a hushed tone.

hoetaek is headed straight towards a wounded student they can see on the ground. never mind that there’s three hunters there too, surrounding the poor guy. never mind that hoetaek is wounded themself, and exhausted, and running dangerously low on supplies. no, all they can think about is helping this guy. but then suddenly an invisible force has grabbed them, is pulling them away, and hoetaek can’t register what is happening quick enough to fight against it before they’ve already been pulled into the bushes. hoetaek blinks at the ghost who’s now materialised in front of them, frowning deeply at her question. “I’m trying to help,” they argue, but their voice comes out weaker then intended as a sharp pain shoots across their shoulder. there’s a gash there, across the entirety of their right shoulder, another in their left side, and one more across their left thigh, the result of a too-close-for-comfort scuffle with a pair of hunters earlier. the gashes had been patched up with moss, however the daggers that cut them were laced with poison, and at that point hoetaek had run out of any kind of antidote treatments. they’d been fighting off the affects of the poison with sheer determination. they sway on their feet, grabbing hold of the closest bush in an attempt to steady themself, but they look back at the ghost, determination still managing to blaze through in their expression as they grit their teeth against the pain and the exhaustion. “I’m a healer. the students and the staff out here, they need me, I can help.”

[hxetaek]

babctte‌:

✞ –––– startled, panicked, shaken… a single word would not accurately describe the total anxiety and fear that was embedded within the small girl as she was awoken by the sound of sirens blaring through what seemed to be the entire camp. the others assuring words did little to soothe any of her worries and it was as they spoke the last sentence that babette allowed the fear to take over her. “no, why are you going out there ?” the girl questioned as the hoetaek proceed to gather their things. acting out like a child, babette quickly grabbed a bag of his holding it hostage within her arms, “you can’t go out there ! you are coming with me, and we…” she said pointing to them and back to her, “are going home…” she said tears finally breaking to the surface, running down her cheeks. 

hoetaek sighs, gently, at babette’s reaction to their plan. they can’t blame her, and part of them wants to listen to her, wants to just take her hand and run, get back to the school and worry about everyone later. the sight of her tears almost makes them agree, but... they can’t. they just... can’t. “if there was nothing I could do I would come with you,” they tell her, sincerely. “but there is something I can do. I can heal, I can save people, and I’d never be able to forgive myself if I didn’t at least try.” they lean forward, wrapping their arms around her, hugging her tight. “I’ll be okay, I can take care of myself, and I’ll make sure you’re okay too, but you have to trust me.” they give her a gentle squeeze, before pulling away. “now... can I have my bag back? please?” 

[hxetaek]

hansomin‌:

she gives hoetaek as much of a smile as she can in this situation, knowing exactly what they mean. “yeah, i guess you’re right,” she says and follows them into the trees. the entire situation is morbid and that’s putting it lightly. there are students and staff alike everywhere. some are running in the direction of the academy; others are going back to tents for quick shelter. as they’re walking, she does her best to put out any flames she sees that could spread dangerously. “taek, these hunters… how do you think they got in?” she asks. “i helped put up the protective spells and… i’m positive that there’s no way this could have happened unless someone on the inside was helping them,” she finishes, worrying her lower lip between her teeth. it’s a serious thing, to let killers into their sanctuary. she doesn’t know the last time it’s happened or if it’s ever happened at all. of course hunters are a threat, but keisung, despite the terrible beings that live there, is a safe haven for all of them. somewhere where they can be themselves without this threat, but it’s followed them somehow. they reach the clearing where they’ve been having their campfires and it’s a disaster. bodies of dead students and their crying classmates while professors try to pull them away to safety. somin scans the area for survivors and spots a student coughing up blood. she rushes to them, putting pressure on the wound through their stomach. she looks to hoetaek frantically. “is there anything you can do?”

hoetaek takes in what somin’s saying, a frown tugging at the corners of their lips. they knew somin had a hand in the protections around the campsite, and they’d be lying if they said the question of how the hell these hunters had broken through hadn’t crossed their mind. but, well, right now there’s more important things to worry about. “we’ll deal with all that later, I’m sure. I mean, it’s scary, and worrying, and I want to find out who did this. but right now... my focus is on saving as many of our people as possible.” they squeeze her hand, catching her eye and trying to express with their face that this is not her fault, before turning back and continuing on. they can’t help a gasp escaping their lips when they reach the campfire clearing, their heart breaking at the sight of all the death, and grief. they don’t notice the wounded student until somin moves towards them, but the second their eyes find them they’re rushing after her. they kneel beside the student, nodding in response to somin’s question as they quickly open the bag they have slung over their shoulder. in the back corner of hoetaek’s part of the greenhouse they grow a special kind of moss, imbued with a magic designed to help with open wounds—stop the bleeding and start to heal the skin—and when hoetaek was packing for this camping trip, they’d decided to bring with them almost their entire supply. this is not exactly what they were expecting to use it for, but in this moment they can’t help but thank their past self for always being prepared.

they pull a clump of this moss out of their bag and quickly press it to the wound in this student’s stomach, moving somin’s hands so they’re on top of it. “hold this here, apply pressure,” they tell her, before diving into their bag again, this time pulling out a light green potion. they lift the student’s head gently with one hand, using their thumb to wipe some of the blood away from their mouth before bringing the potion up to their lips. “you’re going to be okay,” they tell them gently. “but I need you to take a deep breath in and swallow all of this, can you do that for me?” the student looks terrified, but they nod, taking a deep breath in as instructed, and hoetaek carefully tips the contents of the potion into their mouth.

[hxetaek]

nxhyunbin‌:

the entire camp is in chaos and hyunbin hasn’t been able to find anyone he knows. he can’t find his brother, or inha, or even jay and he’s starting to panic. the emotion is settling heavy in his veins and he trips over his own feet as he runs through the forest. heightened hearing comes in handy when he can hear just how far away hunters are from him. he’s spotted them around a few times and is able to avoid them well enough. his nose isn’t much help. all he can smell is blood and fear, so strong that it’s disorienting.

his head tilts as he picks up a familiar voice. hoetaek? he thinks. he gets a little closer to where he thinks the voice came from and spots the other hovering over another student, but there’s a hunter directly across from them. “hoetaek!” he shouts, running for the other. he shifts halfway there and feels the arrow sheath itself between his ribs as he jumps in front of them. there’s a yelp of pain and he belatedly realizes that it’s his own, but he runs for the hunter instead of registering the pain he knows should be spreading through him. before he knows what’s happening, there’s a gaping wound in the hunter’s throat and they fall backwards. hyunbin is able to stand for a moment before the pain finally hits him and he collapses, shifting back to his human form. “fuck, that hurts,” he mutters, looking at the arrow lodged in the side of his—now naked—body.

the sound of someone calling their name catches hoetaek’s attention, and they turn to find the source of it, recognising the voice. “hyunbin?” but no sooner had hoetaek located the werewolf in question then he’s shifting, jumping between hoetaek and the hunter. they hear the sound of the crossbow being fired, and the yelp of pain that escapes from hyunbin, but hyunbin immediately starts attacking, and hoetaek uses this opportunity to help the other student onto their feet and on their way. as soon as they’re gone, hoetaek turns to find both the hunter and hyunbin on the ground. “shit, hyunbin.” hoetaek doesn’t even register that the kid is naked, just the arrow that’s sticking out of his side. they rush over, kneeling next to hyunbin to assess the damage. the arrow’s lodged pretty deep in there, it’s going to have to come out but it’s not going to be pretty. they reach into their bag and pull out some more of that moss, holding it ready in one hand as the other wraps around the arrow. “okay, take a deep breath in, this is going to hurt even worse, but I promise right after it’ll start to get better,” they tell him, doing their best to keep their voice from shaking. “one.. two.. three.” on three, hoetaek pulls, hard, tugging the arrow clean out of the wound. blood immediately begins to pour out of the hole in hyunbin’s side and hoetaek quickly presses the moss to it. they keep one hand there, applying pressure, while the other dives into their bag again, pulling out a small bottle of light green liquid and handing it to hyunbin. “this’ll help,” they tell him before going back into their bag once more, this time for bandages. as they wrap the bandages around hyunbin’s waist, covering the wound and keeping the moss in place, the last few moments fully dawn on them, and they register exactly what happened, what hyunbin just did for them, and their gaze lifts to hyunbin’s face, awe in the expression. “hyunbin... you saved me. holy shit. I... I owe you one.”

[hxetaek]

hansomin‌:

when the alarm sounds throughout the camp, somin’s stomach drops. she runs from the tent she’s been accompanying alone to a bigger one where some of the professors had been staying. the option was open for her to either attend the camp as a student and participate in the activities or attend as part of the staff and oversee the trip as well as help with preparations. she had chosen the latter. the thing is… she had helped with the wards that were meant to be protecting all the students and the professors tell her that breaking them is exactly how they got in. it feels like a dream when she makes her way back outside. the air outside the tents has turned hot because of how many of them are on fire and her head is ringing with the screams of people around her. more professors file out behind her, desperate to get their students to safety. all she can think about is how this is all partially her fault. she should have done a better job— put up more protection— made it stronger— anything.

there’s a shout from beside her and she spots a hunter—that doesn’t seem completely human themselves—holding a student by the front of their shirt. she blinks and they’re up in flames. “are you okay? are you hurt? you need to get out of here,” she rushes out to them after running over, her instincts finally kicking in after the initial shock.

hoetaek had been caught off guard. their focus had been on an injured student across the way, and they hadn’t seen the hunter coming at them until they’d already been grabbed. but they’ve barely had time to register what happened, register that this guy wasn’t exactly human, before they’re being dropped again, their assailant suddenly bursting into flames, and hoetaek doesn’t have to look to know it’s somin. they do turn to her though, stepping away from the burning pile of... whatever that guy was. she looks frazzled, hoetaek can’t blame her (they’re sure they don’t exactly look cool calm and collected right now either), and they instinctively reach out to place a comforting hand on her arm. “I’m okay, I’m not hurt, but you know telling me to get out of here is about as good as me trying to tell you to get out of here,” they reply, giving her a look. they know her, and they know she’s the kind of person who’d put up a fight. “I have potions, and supplies, I can heal people, and you know I’m going to be out here saving as many goddamn people as I can.” they take her hand, tugging her towards a cluster of trees that might serve as some sort of cover. “we’ve gotta keep moving, come on.”

[hxetaek]

blccdmvgics‌:

☠ –––– “go fucking die, disgusting pig !” angel screamed ran towards the hunter that he found himself in a fight to the death with. with a knife, in hand, he made quick precision strikes at the other… one in the direction of his side, the next towards his neck. the other dodged his attacks, only receiving a minor nick to his jaw… a minute amount of blood peaked to the surface. if angel was going to make it out alive, he was going to need more blood. out of desperation he threw his knife towards the ground and lunged at the hunter, grabbing him around the neck bringing him to the ground in a single fluid motion. within seconds angel was onto of the man, pounding his fists into his cheekbone… bridge of his nose… and into his jaw. it was when a searing pain radiated throughout his entire thigh that caused him to scream out in excruciation; the dagger that was now embedded into his thigh was twisted side-to-side ever so slowly. the witch was then shoved off of the hunter, as angel had used what was left of his strength to slam his fist into the other once more. within seconds angel knew that his fight was over, the hunter standing over him… a second dagger in hand. 

as if in a flash, the hunter was gone, and the witch was being pulled behind the tree he was once trapped against. the individual quickly went to work, the wand in his mouth was the sign that angel knew he was safe… at least for now. another wave of excruciating pain shuddered through his entire being as the dagger was removed from the wound…. the pain seemingly worse than the entry. a violent hiss escaped his lips as he desperately tried to cover his mouth to prevent them from being found. his thoughts and vision was fading in and out as he attempted to gain composer. the witch listened to every word that the other spoke, drinking the potion in one swig as it was handed to him. although it was when the tone of his savior turned, and a single curse rang out, angel snapped back to reality. taking to his feet with the help of the tree trunk as stability, he began to search the ground for his dagger he once dropped. not finding it within the seconds notice he needed he quickly changed his plans… “fuck it” he said aloud grabbing the dagger that was once embedded into his own flesh and proceeded to slice his palm open. blood seared against the poisoned dagger as it escaped from beneath the skin. with whispered words the blood pooled into the air, fluidly forming into small bullet like shapes. a wave of his hand sent the blood flying towards the hunter, the bullets of blood hardening as they sped towards their target striking in a precision shot to the head. the hunter within seconds dropped the crossbow and tumbled to the ground. “i am probably gonna need some more of that potion shit…” angel said pressing his bleeding palm onto his shirt to attempt to stop bleeding. 

it all happens so fast. one moment hoetaek’s sure they’re about to die, the next the student they just saved is standing up, poison dagger in hand. “wait, you know that thing’s po—” but it’s too late, he’s already sliced his palm, and hoetaek watches in awe as the other witch sends droplets of blood flying right through the hunter’s skull. “holy shit,” hoetaek whispers, before the other’s next words has them on their feet again. they reach back into their bag but instead of pulling out another potion, it’s a large leaf this time, the same purple colour as the poison had been, and hoetaek gently pulls the other witch’s hand away from his chest, pressing the leaf against the fresh wound and securing it there with a bandage. “this’ll absorb the poison, I only have so many of those potions and I’m pretty sure that dagger isn’t the only poison weapon these hunters have,” they explain, tying off the bandage before lifting their gaze to examine the other’s face, checking for any signs that the poison might still have taken hold. “that was a really fucking cool trick you did there with the blood,” hoetaek says, once they’ve determined this guy is fine, or at least fine enough. “but we’re going to have to find you a non-poison knife for the future, I only have so many of those leaves too.” just as the words leave their mouth they catch sight of another hunter approaching them out of the corner of their eye. they’re more prepared this time though, and they pull their wand out again, pressing it and their palm to the ground. with a burst of energy, the ground starts to crack in a jagged line from hoetaek’s hand towards the hunter, and suddenly the earth underneath their assailant gives out, swallowing him whole. “come on,” hoetaek says, standing up again and brushing their hands off on their pants. “we have to keep moving.” 

[hxetaek]

the sounds of blaring sirens startles hoetaek from their slumber and they sit up groggily. they’ve barely had time to register what’s going on when the screaming starts, but that’s what gets their attention, and it starts to dawn on hoetaek what’s going on—they’re under attack. shit. shit shit, fuck fuck. on the inside hoetaek is scared, of course they are they’re terrified, but they push all that aside. keisung is their home, everyone hoetaek cares about is out here on these camping grounds, and like hell are they just going to let them die out here. hoetaek has to help, has to protect the others, so that’s what they’re going to do. starting with their partner.

they turn to << @babctte >>, now also woken up and clearly shaken by what’s going on, and place a gentle, comforting hand on her shoulder. “it’s going to be alright, we’ll get you out of here,” they tell her softly, hoping their voice comes out as confident and reassuring as they want it to be. “now listen, I have potions and supplies and spells that can help people, so I’m going to go out into what sounds like a lot of chaos and do that, but I’m going to make sure you’re safe first, okay? so you can either come with me into the fray and I’ll protect you as much as I can, or you make a beeline for the school and I’ll cover you and get you as close as I can.”

[hxetaek]

I’m about to go run a couple of errands but if you wanna plot with me for the second half of the event ( for any of my muses ) please like this post or hmu! I am even more excited about this part of the event omg give me all of the drama! 

[hxetaek]

hoetaek knew bringing extra healing potions and medicinal herbs with them on this camping trip was a good idea. of course, they’d expected to be using them for people who accidentally fell out of trees, or didn’t fair too well against the creatures in the maze, or even someone who might’ve gotten a little too close to the campfire. the reality, however—the warning alarm, the screaming, the chaos—is a lot more terrifying. but as much as their frightened instincts are telling them to haul ass as fast as possible back to the school, another, much stronger instinct has won out: protect and heal. and that’s what’s got them running in the opposite direction as almost everyone else, further into the chaos, bag full of potions over their shoulder and wand at the ready. 

they find someone, a student, on the ground with what looks like a dagger sticking out of their thigh, a hunter looming over them. hoetaek barely even thinks, just flicks their wand and sends out a vine that wraps around the assailant and sends him flying. they don’t even check to see where he landed, just sticks their wand between their teeth as they rush to drag the student behind a tree, hoping it’ll give them some sort of cover. the wound doesn’t look normal, and the dagger burns to the touch as hoetaek pulls it out. they rummage around in their bag quickly, pulling out a vile with a purply liquid and handing it to the other. “drink,” they tell them. “this should hopefully fight off whatever poison they’ve laced this dagger with.” they turn back to the wound then, stuffing a special kind of moss into the cut to stop the bleeding. just when they think things are starting to look okay, though, the sound of footsteps catches hoetaek’s attention and their head flicks up. there, far too close for comfort, is another hunter, crossbow aimed right at hoetaek’s face. “fuck.”

[hxetaek]

so the event looks fun as heck! and I am in need for partners for HOETAEK and MARCUS so like this or hmu if you’d like either of these babs for your muse!! 

[hxetaek]

✿☾ooc—

replies and ims coming tomorrow, I keep getting sick and life keeps being shit so everything keeps getting delayed I’m sorry ;; but I PROMISE at least some things are going to get done tomorrow.

[hxetaek]

okay, hello everyone, so all the starters I owe are done ( apologies for spamming the dash ;; ) but now it is late and I need to sleep. tomorrow I will work on replies and then once they’re done finally get to ims. I know it might seem weird to do ims last but I’m a fair bit behind and a little overwhelmed and I just want to make sure I’m caught up before I continue/start plotting new things, so sorry for those waiting for ims pls be patient with me just a liiiiiittle longer!

I’m also going to be trying to get to people I haven’t plotted with/talked to yet, I’m probably going to try and message everyone regardless, but if we haven’t plotted and you’d like to plot (or if we have but you have new/other muses or have only plotted with one or two of my muses and want to plot more) please like this post and I will slide into those ims as soon as I can!!

[hxetaek]

hoetaek’s humming fills the greenhouse as they tend to their plants, a strange tune that’s a mash up of the three different songs they have stuck in their head and just a little bit off key. but they’re not particularly worried about the sound coming out of the mouth at the moment, much more occupied with the fact they get to do one of their favourite things today: gardening with a friend. when < @oknari > had asked hoetaek to help her grow some of the ingredients she uses for her tea making, hoetaek had been more than happy to oblige. any excuse for gardening hoetaek is 100% on board for, even more so when it means they get to spend time with a friend, and every since meeting nari through somin, they’ve considered her one of their very best. 

their excitement is clear in the way they bounce from plant to plant, watering some and trimming leaves and dead flowers where needed. they’d just finished pruning a rose bush when they hear the sound of someone approaching. they turn, a wide smile spreading over their face when they confirm that it’s nari. “hey!” they greet brightly, lifting a hand to wave enthusiastically. “I just checked the strawberries and they’re at the perfect ripeness for harvesting and drying, are you excited? cause I am... probably far too excited.”