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being born a seer had always inconveniences ━from seeing people’s fates when it wasn’t really needed ( nor wanted ) to the enormous migraine no humane medicine nor known magical technique seemed to be able to fix. it must be the price to pay for harboring such a wicked and self-righteous blood, he must have concurred once more ━glancing at the other with a wince as he could see an array of flowers spiral around silvery locks, squinting for a moment. “ tell me you’ve got a remedy for headaches in that magical alchemy boo of yours ━my head’s killing me more than a dad pun. ”

starter for @jccns !

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“ it’s the first time i spend the holidays away from my place. it’s pretty weird. ” rather, he’s not really used to see how christmas was perceived in korea and how different it felt from the solemnities of the russian christian orthodox celebrations he as much more used to ━the frown on his face light but still somehow betraying his confusion a little bit. it almost felt like a completely different holiday altogether. “ is it normal that stuff here looks like a weird mix between actual christmas stuff and valentine’s day? there’s a lot of couple stuff. ”

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DUE TO CHRISTMAS & FAMILY NEEDING ME, I WILL BE ON HIATUS UNTIL DECEMBER 26TH ! please like this if you want a random starter from hya to be delivered when i’ll return !

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ohminjaes‌:

the notebook in his hand is worn, loved, and minjae idly jots down a few notes with a bitten away pencil ( the habit of an oral fixation not quite fixed ). his gaze isn’t in front of him where it should be, instead it’s down at the chicken scratch of writing that sometimes even he has a hard time reading. jae knows these woods like the back of his hands, though. could probably go through them blindfolded and in the dark. he basically lives out here–what with his star gazing and cryptid hunting. they’re familiar, welcoming, though they never tried to kill him before…

the crackling of the tree bark behind him startles jae so hard his feet all but leave he ground–bottom hitting the forest floor with a thud so loud it could probably be heard back in town. out of his hand his notebook goes flying, lone pages floating and falling like autumn leaves around him. eyes go wide with shock, barely registering the older man’s face as he allows his body to tip backwards so his shoulder blades can make contact with the grass. minjae allows himself a moment of just lying there, before his hand comes up to his chest and his body is all but wracked with laughter.

❝ bro, holy shit! ❞ words are hard to release when he’s laying on the ground all but snorting, but even so minjae tries. ❝ that came out of nowhere! i really saw my life flash before my eyes! ❞ he moves himself back up into a sitting position, sending his large, doe wide gaze the other man’s way. ❝ nothing is hurt, maybe just my pride. what the fuck, dude? that was awesome! did i scream like a girl? i feel like i screamed like a girl. ❞

for sure laughter was not that expected —but considering the context and the high levels of adrenaline the other must be having all over his blood vessels, he wouldn’t consider it that extremely surprising. if not, it would help a chuckle escape his lips and make him look fairly relieved in not seeing the other hurt or pissed in any way. last thing he needed was to forge the whole event to be forgotten with a little tweak here and there of his own abilities. he was supposed to stay neutral, after all, to technically avoid any form of inconvenience that would bring a spread in liabilities and extreme methods to deal with them —and only collect the necessary intel needed by his country and community.

of course that didn’t mean he was going to have some unrelated fun in the process.

“ oh, you totally squeaked. for a moment i thought it was a bird or something but no. a kid who probably had some helium for breakfast. ” so he joked, hand out to be offered for the other in case he wanted to get out. “ but i really am sorry. i got carried away with my practicing. ”

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freshcaskets‌:

WEAKNESS is subjective to the eye of the beholder yet hanbin wonders why all he sees are his own flaws. ( his abilities, something that could be so much MORE. ) but he bites down the desire to learn more, to PERFORM more for now, just because he thinks — no, just because he KNOWS — hyachint knows what’s best. “ i want to do more, i know i can do better. ” there’s stubbornness when he speaks, eyes narrowing into slits for a brief moment out of exasperation, like he’s FORGOTTEN the last few times his knees have given out underneath him and he’s collapsed, like he’s forgotten the pounding headache when he awakes. he BITES his tongue. “ thank god — i don’t think you UNDERSTAND the pain of eating delivery food for the past four days behind the dorm head’s back. ” he shoots a blinding grin. “ when’s the last time you were in school, hya hyung? the ice age? ”

“ would you rather hear me complain about your blood on the carpet then, hanbin dear? ” of course with a joking tone, affable magi moving to ease his own hand ontop of the younger’s head just like a brother would in times of affectionate need —but the concern remained there. hanbin was a turbulent mind that needed to be stabilized. and overworking was going to lead all that potential into an early frypan. “ i believe i don’t, because i love myself too much to let my finances rot because of too much mcdonalds. plus cooking can be fun, i’ll teach you one day. ” a small chuckle. “ and i also was top of the class —come on now, let’s go. ”

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minyul could tell the guy was sincere about the small accident, so he couldn’t exactly be pissed about it. magic was a process and at least they were trying to practice rather than just let their powers go wild and untamed. he wished he could have that sort of patience, but ever since his mother and father disappeared, he lost it and hasn’t ever really been able to gain it back. “yeah, no serious injuries.” he huffed, crossing his arms over his chest in an attempt to calm his fast beating heart. “nah, you’re good. i wasn’t exactly watching where i was going..too focused on my thoughts.” minyul shrugged, shoving his hands in his pockets as he eyed the other male. it felt as if he was sort of studying him in a way but he didn’t think too much of it. he admits to doing the same to people he meets randomly. “i come out here to clear my head whenever i get nightmares. or my visions get too dark. it happens a lot more than i’d like to admit – curse of the whole…seer thing, i guess.” his voice quiet before letting out a laugh at the other. “yeah, i’m sure your neighbors wouldn’t be the happiest. plus y’know..the other guys. bad.”

he was there to collect intel, to learn of those nooks and crannies that had an entire magical community’s feathers all ruffled, how serious the issues were —and he had to admit, people in the korean community just seemed to love singing about it without even giving him a little bit of fun in the chase. not that it was making his job more complicated, on the contrary. “ as long as you’re truly okay, and sorry again. just tell me if you need anything. ” he’d tilt his head, pensive, still playing as the poor wizard whose unfamiliarity with the people of the place was evident. “ i am aware of that, of course. i come from a military family, so let’s say i just keep myself wary regardless of sides. you’ll never know. ” especially when he was clearly on the side of danger, but that was all omittable. “ oh, so you’re a seer as well? i see. i have been sharing similar problems with mine, but rather than walking around i found that keeping myself busy with training or crafty things keeps me from overthinking about it. ”

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deathevter‌:

taking walks was something minyul often did – whenever his dreams got too dark – in the dead of night with no one else around to bother him or try to invade his thoughts or ask him if he was okay. he liked the solitude surrounding him almost like a blanket – oddly enough, it made him feel safe in a way and he wasn’t one to question whenever he felt safety – even in the strangest ways. plus, he just preferred silence over anything else because it was then he could really hear himself think for once. leaves crunched underneath his feet as he walked, head kept down just in case anyone else was out here and they wouldn’t feel moved to talk to him. he just really, really wanted to avoid anyone else tonight. when he closed his eyes for even a second, he still saw the flashing of images he saw from the nightmare and they made him shiver. turning his head up for a split second and he nearly was hit with something. it all moved too fast for him to keep up with. “jesus, what the fuck?” he questioned before another soul ran up to him, asking if he was okay. “yeah, sure – aside from the fucking heart attack i almost had. what the hell are you doing?”

liabilities were always bound to happen, no field was safe from them —it was one of the first things learnt as an obliviator, for it was their jobs to essentially act as the magical world’s hard reset mode. sure, he’d compare himself more to a sentient artificial intelligence using its core functions for more selfish displays, but it was something no one needed to know. or to remember of knowing, for that matter. he should have taken more into consideration the fact that the locals would have uses for the forests nearby as well. “ as long as you’re not hurt, then everything is fine ——i am still deeply sorry, i was too focused on my exercising to notice. ” the other only looked spooked because of the whole accident, questioning at a basic level that made hyachnt’s nerves distend and his expression lighten —easy for anyone to mistake it as relief, he’d let them believe that it’s part of the cover—, which was more than valid. perhaps he wouldn’t even need to tinker with his magic. “ i normally come here to keep my magic well trained, make sure i still remember and perform it correctly. it’s not something i can exactly do at home or in the backyard, it would, you know. call unwanted attention. ”

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freshcaskets‌:

TELL A SHEEP THEY’RE A WOLF ENOUGH TIMES — and soon enough they’ll start to believe it. hanbin has always craved the ENERGY ( adrenaline, his mother reminds him to say instead ) that comes with pushing himself too hard and the way his mind twists with an unpleasant thrum. either way he’s never able to fulfill his potential — not since hyachint is always there to stop him when hanbin forgets to breathe. hanbin can’t help but look pleased at the compliments, eyes glinting with something that looks an awful lot like ‘I KNOW ’ as he stands on his toes just so the elder doesn’t need to bend as much to remove any traces of red. “ it doesn’t hurt, ” he lies through his teeth, “ i’m not weak — i can do more. ” if neither of them knew better, they’d think hanbin was BRAGGING. ( oh, he is. ) his bottom lip juts out in a displeased pout and he racks his mind to try remember the foreign word. a hand reaches up, and he smooths out a crease on the elder’s jacket. “ it depends. are you cooking? ”

he could do more, so much more indeed —hanbin had a rare potential the obliviator knew could act like a wildcard, adapting to any and every given input. it could be extremely useful just like it could turn into something much more than just dangerous and yes —he liked to think he was the one who could and would gift that raw energy of a railway for it to follow. it would take time, lots of it... and infortunately to many, he was known to be an awfully patient hunter. “ i know you can do more and that you’re not weak at all —though i am sure you can understand how stopping before receiving major damage is sign of caution, not weakness. ” soft the lines on the wizard’s visage, almost chuckling at the other’s reference. “ do you expect anything less from me? of course i am going to cook. ”

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“ you have been doing good, very good i must say. ” he was devilish for the devil once was the most beautiful angel within the skies of heaven and still beautiful remained within the layers of lyres and sulfur —hyachint moving ever so swiftly towards the boy he had taken under his wing ( the doll, the lovely one to hold close for it made his heart feel a little less cold ) with tissues at hand, ready to dab away the trickles of red from his nostrils. hanbin was a formidable source of energy, one that still was so raw and in need to be further guided —guidance he knew the korean nation couldn’t give because of the prejudice among those arts considered kin to the dark, arts that in dear russia would be celebrated as highly as any other sweet talent a magi could be bestowed with. “ but now you’re overdoing, and that’s gonna hurt you so bad, schnezinka. i think it is time for today to retire back home, have a meal —what do you think? ”

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there were things he liked to practice alone, things he didn’t want anyone to see just because of so many stigmas haunting whoever would dare getting more in touch with the dark and corrupting nature of magic, something he was very keen to by cruel nature ━things not requiring him to speak, on the contrary. the trick was silence, a shut mouth and fingers twirling as magic would get channeled from thought to catalyst directly, with his eyes observing the juts of magic hitting the makeshift targets ━mutating them, levitating them, knocking them over and strangling them into powerful grips until they crumpled. it was a simple routine, but it’d keep the skill trained, especially with how easily people seemed to get attacked so randomly ( humans and magi alike, a waste of research material at hands of fundamentalists, he’d grimace ).

“ what the━━ “ well, that was until something got right on his way and almost had him blow a tree off in order to avoid some even more serious damage to happen, eyes going wide and brows in a frown. “ i could have hit you for real, you gave me such a scare. ” mellifluous his voice as he rushed closer, feigning concern. “ are you okay? i didn’t hurt you, did i? ”

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olive: is your muse prone to feeling envious of others? if yes, what is it that they typically feel envious over?

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damn rhu back at it again with the pieces of shit ! i think this place needed a lawful evil wizard and i thought that my fave boi hyachint could work like a charm ! you should be fearing him more than you fear the ju jak -because once he sets his hands on someone’s brain it’s game over ! his dossier page is still under works but you can like this if you’d like to plot with him !

☾*✧･ﾟ:*「 seo youngho / johnny. cismale. he/him. 」did you know that there’s a wizard in haneul known as park ‘hyachint’ hyun? they have been living here for the past one year and is a seer & obliviator. they are currently twenty-five and is not a student at crocus institute of higher magic. i heard that they are known to be calculating, but worry not ! i heard they are also very enticing too. remember to stay out of trouble, the ju jak are lurking around every corner !

infos go under the cut ! ( tws for manipulation, toxic / abusive behavior, death mentions, corruption )