r e m e m b e r .

✦*.･ﾟ now i’m reminiscing. falling through the c r a c k s, it was bound to happen. it’s funny how it lingers, but i’m not surprised. we were [ MAGIC ].

[sowonis]

hyuna for grazia korea

[sominmaneo]

🎠: if you had to describe your aesthetic, what would you describe it as?

“i would describe it as witchy, as lame as that is. but, my aesthetic is orange, green, white, plants, potions, pendants, herbs, stones. aka it's witchy and i like it that way.”

[sominmaneo]

“You’d be a great mom.” -Hanako

somin's hand instinctively goes to her stomach, though there's no evidence of a child growing there. yet. "i don't know about that," somin whispers.

[galactic-castle]

[maneojiyong]

𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭.

a starter for ↝ @sominmaneo​

money is overrated to someone who could’ve retired before even being eligible to work, but jiyong has never been one to sit at home and waste his time doing nothing of importance. he comes across the sign purely on accident, walking past it on one of his many trips to stock up on ingredients for his salves and potions, and almost continues on his way without so much as a second glance. but something urges him to turn around and note down the phone number, which he completely forgets about until he returns to his apartment later that evening and opens his notes in search of a recipe.

hesitantly, he presses the numbers in the sequence they are written down and his thumb hovers over the call button while he mulls over the idea again. his finger twitches and hits the button before he’s done weighing his options, effectively making the decision for him and causing him to panic. he silently curses the touch sensitivity of smartphones, but freezes when a voice on the other end of the line interrupts him. shit. it’s definitely too late to turn back now, and to make matters worse, he stumbles over his words when he answers his potential new employer. all in all, a great first impression.

despite that the rest of the phone call goes smoothly, he is surprised when somin, as he learns her name is, invites him to an interview, and he finds himself standing in front of a small coffee shop a couple days later. it is the first time he’s heard of the place and it takes him longer to find than he expected, though he still manages to make it with five minutes to spare. when he enters the building, his eyes wander across the shop and a woman seated in the back catches his attention. he hopes she’s the person he’s looking for to avoid yet another disaster as he approaches her table.

“han somin?” jiyong asks, lips quirking into the smallest of smiles before he politely bows. he may have an attitude, but he was raised to mind his manners. “seo jiyong. i hope you haven’t been waiting long.”

[sominmaneo]

somin’s well on her way to opening up her store at this point, but she needs help with a lot of the heavy lifting. not to mention that she needs someone to help run the store when she can’t be there. she’s going to have a lot of doctor’s appointments in the near future and to be able to get to know, trust, and hire somebody to be a manager for her store is going to be a feat so she’s starting early. when the guilded siren went up in flames, her inside, the whole thing was put on hold. she’s lucky they kept the spot open for her when they found out what happened rather than looker for another buyer. the only good thing is that she has a little more time to find someone committed to the job.

she’s spoken to a few applicants already, but none of them seem to fit the way she wants them too. they’re too controlling, thinking that a woman—especially one that’s been laying in a hospital bed for weeks—can’t run a store on her own. one of the men she interviewed even had the audacity to say he should be a co-owner rather than a manager. if she set his bagel on fire in front of his face and burns off his eyebrows then that’s between them. 

when she receives a call from a potential applicant and takes in the deep tone in his voice, though soft, she prays to the goddess that this one works out. she’s tired of coming back and forth to the coffee shop only to be disappointed by the outcome. the witch also feels like she’s running out of time. she wants to feel close to them so she can trust them to take care of her store while she’s away; she doesn’t want to have to worry.

she’s seated in the back corner, hoping for privacy, when he walks in. the man catches her attention immediately. more than the pretty face and chic features, his aura is what makes her head turn toward him. this is the one, somin thinks immediately. when he walks up to her table and speaks, she smiles politely. “i haven’t been waiting long at all,” she replies simply, “please, sit. do you want any coffee? my treat.” the offer is a genuine one, but she hopes he doesn’t feel obligated to take it. “before we chat, i’d like you fill out this questionnaire,” she says, handing a three-page packet over to the man, “it just has a few questions about who you are and what you do. in a way, it’s to see if we’re compatible at all. i’d like us to be friends before co-workers, if that’s all right? i’m not saying you have the job already, but i’d like to trust you first.”

[sominmaneo]

🌁: what's your idea of horribleness?

“hm. i've never thought about it before. things that are truly evil i guess, like killing animals simply for sport or being an abuser.”

[sominmaneo]

💲☼

What is your muses favourite kind of weather?

somin loves summer. she’s not a fan of going to the beach because she’s not a fan of water, but she likes to camp a lot during the hotter months.

What is your muse like with their money? What’s their financial situation?

right now she’s a little bit of a penny-pincher even though she has more than enough money in her account. she’s saving to open up her own store right now but, as second in command, she is paid very well.

[sominmaneo]

👀 Do you feel worthy of the titles you hold? If no, which titles do you feel unworthy of, and why?

“as dealer division leader? i'm very worthy of that title. as second in command? not so much. i feel as though maybe there are others who could be better at protecting amaranthine than me. if i told you i hadn't thought about stepping down recently, i'd be lying.”

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[maneoxhyun-ae]

Checking In

@sominmaneo

The bouquet of flowers rustled as Hyun-Ae paced back and forth. She stood outside the hospital where some of her Amaranthine family had been admitted after the casino attack. She’d been putting off coming here for a while. It’s not that she didn’t try—she came by at the beginning but was told they were in no condition for visitors and she’d trusted that her loved ones were in the care of good doctors. She could have come at any point afterwards, once she was given the ok, but guilt held her back. What right did she have to worry over those she didn’t protect?

Hyun-Ae had one job—protect the family. And she couldn’t even do that. Why did she take that day off? Why? Now her mentor was in a hospital bed, recovering from injuries she’d heard were quite terrible. But there was no amount of guilt that could keep her from checking on them. She needed to see them and talk with them—make sure they were healing alright in every sense of the word.

Now, the young Gumiho was here, gathering the courage to head inside and check on the person she’d been told had finally woken up.

You can do this. You gotta make sure she’s ok.

With that pep talk, Hyun-Ae made her way inside, up the elevator, down the hall, until she stood in front of a room with a name plate hanging on the wall: Han, Somin. Gently, she pushed the door open to reveal a hospital bed—and her mentor and friend.

“….Somin-unni,” she whispered. “Are you awake?”

[sominmaneo]

somin hasn’t had a ton of visitors yet, only having been able to receive them since yesterday. a few of her members had stopped by earlier today and her heart hurts every time she has to look at their smiling faces. no one seems to think she let anyone down, but she knows better. at this moment there’s nothing she despises more than herself. she’s had a lot of thoughts since her conversation with seojin yesterday. all of her options are swirling around in her head and, though she has to make some sort of decision sooner rather then later, she’s doing her best not to think about it.

despite that, she’s been passing her time by watching first time mothers’ youtube channels and buying pdf books on babies. she’s reading one of the twelve she downloaded just that morning when there’s a soft voice at her door and a familiar face peaking into her room. she smiles at the gumiho and wave her into the room, “yeah, hyun-ah, i’m awake,” she says, gesturing to the chair beside her bed, “feel free to sit.”

there’s a rustle from the doorway and somin spots the flowers in the girls hand. she laughs softly even though she appreciates the sentiment. “you didn’t have to bring me anything,” she chides gently, a soft smile on her face, “i would have been fine if you just brought yourself. i thought you might have come yesterday. i was a little disappointed when visiting hours ended and i hadn’t seen you.” it’s a half joke. she had thought about hyun-ae because she knows how hard she can be on herself sometimes. somin knew that she hadn’t been at the guilded siren when the fire happened, but the witch had still been worried. after being in-tune with her plants for so long, she’s gotten much better at reading others’ energy as well. seeing hyun-ae now, she can tell she’s having as much of a hard time handling the guilt as much as somin is herself.

[sominmaneo]

What people think witchcraft is: human sacrifice, loud chanting, Satan worship, demons, blood

What witchcraft really is: cleaning a lot, hoarding weird stuff you'll never use, and talking to plants

[poseidqn]

[dreadwvlf-deactivated20180702]

poseidqn:

Witches Aesthetic: Fire Witches

Eyes on fire; your spine is ablaze I’m taking it slow, feeding my flame Shuffling the cards of your game; and just in time In the right place; suddenly I will play my ace 

[sominmaneo]

“Take my hand.” —Jaehwa

"i can do it myself," somin snaps, swinging her legs over the side of the bed. she stubbornly puts two feet on the floor and when she tries to stand up from her hospital bed, her legs wobble. jaehwa is there to help immediately and somin huffs. it’s silent until somin mutters, "thank you."

[sominmaneo]

🌄

are you a planner or a improviser?

“i like to think i’m a little bit of both, but i lean toward improvisor. i only plan for really important things, but most times i just wing it.”

[sominmaneo]

✋: Is your muse left or right handed?

she's left handed and believes it's a gift from the goddess.

[sominmaneo]

— open !

it’s been almost a week since somin’s come out of her coma and being trapped in bed for most of the day is slowly killing her. she’d asked iseul to bring her more plants from home and they have been helping, but the doctors and nurses only let her out of bed for physical therapy and sometimes to go to the bathroom. the first few days in the hospital were the worst, but the last few days haven’t been that great either. she considers herself lucky that seojin’s there to take care of her even if he has been throwing weird glances her way and being uncharacteristically gentle with her. even if she was in a weak state, somin would never consider herself fragile. she can take care of herself. to be fair to him, it seems like most people that come in and out of her private room all seem to be particularly cautious with her. there’s always someone asking if she wants water or coming in to make sure she’s comfortable. it all just seems a little excessive to her.

for once this week, though, she actually feels a little excited. she get’s to have visitors! the only people she’s had contact with so far is seojin, jaehwa, iseul, and her nurses. the witch is excited to be able to see some of her friends even if the guilt is still eating her alive. she’s grateful that seojin kept her secret all this time more than anything. she hopes she’ll be able to stay clean, but she doesn’t know if it’s a possible goal at this point. it’s only been a few days, but she already misses the high. she shakes the thought from her head when there’s a knock at her door. her eyes light up and she sits up a little straighter, even if it pulls at her sore muscles. “come in,” she says, hoping it’s a new visitor and not the same people she’s been seeing repeatedly the last few days. nothing against the ones who have helped her, but she needs a little bit more social interaction that what she’s getting right now.

[sominmaneo]

date: monday, may 25th time: roughly 9pm location: somin’s hospital room with: @maneo-jaehwa​ & @maneoseojin​

the white light behind somin’s eyes makes her head pound immediately. there’s a hum in her ear that won’t go away and her limbs feel like paperweights against the itchy sheets. the witch knows she’s on her back and can feel the pillow under her head, but doesn’t have the energy to open her eyes just yet so she’s not sure where she is. there’s a murmur of familiar voices that surrounds her like a comforting blanket, but the vibration that rings through her head makes hearing the actual conversation difficult. swallowing is painful and, after mentally assessing her body, she becomes aware of the bandaging around different parts of her body. the pain is hardly bearable, her head pounding in her skull and her legs feeling particularly uncomfortable. she tries to recall what happened and the memories come back to her like a flood. the building she’s viewed as a second home burning down around her and the smell of charred flesh in the air. the screams of people ringing in her ears and the pain of glass piercing her body. scenes of the fire flash through her mind and her eyes blink open in an attempt to make them stop, tears already spilling down her cheeks before she can say a word.