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[familiar faces] chaerin&minsu

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“Yuniran?” she said, loud enough for the person to hear. “Yuniran, is that you?” she said, taking a step forward, her hand reaching out to grab his wrist, as though she needed to do this to make sure he didn’t disappear and prove her mind was playing tricks on her. “I can’t believe that it’s you…it’s been so long…are you really here? I’m not going crazy, am I?”

The daylight felt heavier than usual, the rays of sunlight giving his entire body an artificial heat as it touched his skin. He had had a well paying client the night before who had demanded a great deal of his time, and although the money had been good, he hadn't had time after to feed himself and now Minsu could feel the familiar pangs of hunger as he stumbled out of the client's apartment.

He had every intention of rushing home to have a bag or two before retiring for the day, but he was stopped dead in his tracks by a word he had not heard in years. His own name. His real name, the one he had tried so hard to forget, the three syllables making fear rise in his throat. Panic coursed through him, hot and sharp as he tried to think of a hundred and one ways to run from this.

Any chance he could have had to escape, however, was cut short by a small hand clamping around his wrist. He could break free if he wanted, he knew that, but not here, not with the throngs of humans surrounding him, not with this ghost of former life clinging to him like a lifeline.

He turned, slowly, and he was too late to stop the stricken expression that overtook his features as he came face to face with someone who he never thought he would have to see again. His lip quivered slightly before he forced a tight smile on to his lips. "Chaerin...it's been a while."

#th: Familiar Faces #w: Chaerin

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July Bones // Minsu & Seojun

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well there wasn’t any swimming pools, but a grand hall in fact and someone is occupying the stage. he takes a quiet footsteps in, not wanting to break the other’s concentration in his dancing as he couldn’t take his eyes off the elegant limbs dancing in the beat of the soft tuned music. he didn’t take a step further to where the seats are, legs stayed on the floor a few feet away from the door. he’s not sure if he’s allowed to he here, is the man doing rehearsals for his show later on? he remembers there wasn’t any shows happening, maybe he missed that information but for now, he’s just going to watch in awe by the shadows because that’s what a proper vampires do, right?

The music continued to pulse through him, the air around him trembling from the vibrations as the beat filled him like his heartbeat once did, and for just a moment, all of the fear and heartbreak inside of him quelled. His eyes had slid shut as his body was tugged along to the tune, and for the first time in a long time he felt...light. He felt at ease, and if he pretended hard enough, he could almost lie to himself and say that he felt happy.

But then he felt the air shift. His finely tuned senses felt the vibrations change, just slightly, almost imperceptibly, but enough to let him know that he was no longer alone. The sudden appearance startled him, and a misplaced toe point sent him falling over his own feet, his body crumpling like a house of cards, any semblance of grace and poise shattered as he hit the marble below him.

Shame burned through him, as bitter as it was misplaced - rationally, he knew there was nothing shameful about what he had been doing, that the watcher would likely think nothing of it at all past mere curiosity or even vague amusement, but he chastised himself for getting caught regardless, and chastised himself even further for getting lost in it all again. Each time it happened, it became harder to come back.

He frowned in to the inky shadows at the edges of the grand hall. He knew they were there, he could feel it, but there was no sound - no catch of breath, no shuffling of anxious feet, and most importantly, no heartbeat - but he knew they were there. "Who are you?" he asked, not bothering to project his voice because he knew he didn't have to; who, or whatever was hiding would be able to hear him anyway, he had no doubt about that. "There's no point hiding, I know you're there."

#th: July Bones #w: seojun

July Bones // Minsu & Seojun

@blisande

Dancing used to come as easy as breathing to him.

Once upon a time, when he heard music it was almost as if his very muscles were being plucked like chords, every note pounding through his bones as they moved him and bent him to their will, his body an instrument all on its own. When words failed him, he danced. When his feelings became too much for him to bear, he danced. When there were wars raging between his head and his heart, he danced, danced until his toes bled and his ankles bruised, danced because he once believed that it was his reason for living.

But he wasn’t alive any more. Yes, dancing had once come to him as easy as breathing, but he no longer breathed and so he no longer danced either. With his outlet gone, his emotions washed over him in riptides, tearing him apart from the inside with no way to escape, his body aching to move, but he just couldn’t do it. It was too painful, too much of a reminder of everything he had once had, the person he had once been.

But sometimes he got lost. Sometimes the notes ballooned in his head, filling out his hollow bones and moving him like a marionette, and for just a moment he can forget that his life is over. Just for a moment, he can forget that he’s not dead.

The grand hall of the hotel he was staying in was empty, save for him, and the soft melody spilling from the speakers slid down his spine and urged him to move, and for a little while, he was Yuniran again. Just a boy with dreams, a boy with a future and a heartbeat, and just for a moment he lets the music sweep him away, his spine delicately arching and his arms sweeping the air as his mind began to wander, blissfully pulling him under the swell of his past.

#th: July Bones #w: Seojun #blisande

nctaezen

devilish beauty ♡

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yunirans

Hi all! It’s Shan here, back with another one of my babies. This guy here is called Minsu, and some of you might be familiar with him already!

He’s a lovesick, heartbroken young vampire on the run from his former life and currently working within O-Jeom as one of their prostitutes. He just wants to leave his past behind him, and anyone who could help him do that is more than welcome~

You can find out more about him in his short profile here, his not so short background here, and he’s got up a little plot page here if you want to take a look at that! If anything catches your eye, or you just want to find out more about him, feel free to pop in to my IMs either on here or on Discord!

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↳ Get to know me better meme ↳ 👶 if you could give your younger self-advice, what would you say?

“Don’t fall in love. It will ruin you.”

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↳ Get to know me better meme↳⭐️ did you have any dream jobs besides being a gang member? When did you realise you wanted to be a gang member?

“I had a stupid dream of becoming the most widely known and celebrated danseur in all of Asia once. The whole reason I came to Seoul in the first place was to get in to a performing arts school, to become their most highly credited ballet dancer, and I was on the right path before…well, before things changed. I miss it. A lot. But I can’t go back to all of that now, so I just have to forget about it.

Being in a gang wasn’t something I wanted, really. It just happened to be the best option at the time. Honestly, I think I would have taken anything that was given to me then. I was desperate.”

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On the Streets of Seoul // Minsu & Minah

It was hard trying to figure out how to be yourself again once you had forgotten who that person even was. It was harder still trying to find yourself again when you didn’t even remember what it was you had lost – what had been taken from you, what had been ripped from you piece by little piece until there was barely anything left but a husk. Searching for something, anything that he could be certain of, Minsu found himself lost on the streets of Seoul, a place that had once filled him with so much life, a place that had once upon a time become home to him as much Bangkok and Namwon had been. But things were different now. He was different now, in all the ways a person could count.

He hadn’t known where else to go, once he had fled his former life. No-where was safe, no-where was home. Going back to Thailand was out of the question – his sire would have followed him there, and would have slaughtered his family, slowly where Minsu could watch - and even if he didn’t, the shame would have done the work for him. Their pride and joy, their family jewel – a vampire. A monster. Minsu may have come to terms with what he was, but he couldn’t do that to his family. As far as they were concerned, he was still following his dream - they didn’t know any better, and Minsu hoped they never would. Ignorance is bliss to those who have the luxury of being ignorant.

And so, he had found himself in Seoul, but the streets which had once been so familiar to him now stretched around him like spiderwebs – the city that had once felt so full of life and love now felt cold and barren. Every face was turned away from him, every door seemed closed to him, and he didn’t know where to go from here.

If the sheer isolation wasn’t enough, Minsu had other, more pressing matters to worry about – he was starving. Feeding hadn’t crossed his mind when he had left, and he could have kicked himself now for being so careless. He wasn’t just hungry. He knew one small bite wouldn’t do it - he was dying. It had been a long time since he had let himself get to this point, since he had been stupid enough to go anywhere with at least something to tide him over, but it had been the last thing he had been thinking about, and he was paying for it now.

I can stop myself, he thought, a small part of him knowing that he was lying but that part going ignored as he stalked an unsuspecting business man down one of the sloping alleyways. I won’t go all the way. Just enough to stop it from hurting. I can stop myself.

The man had no time to cry out before Minsu had an iron hand clamped around his mouth, his short and sharp teeth plunging in to the man’s neck. The feeding was feverish, frenzied, and the small part of Minsu’s conscience that remained got swallowed alive along with the thick rivulets of blood that poured down the vampire’s throat. He bled the man near-dry, and it’s only when he feels the heart stop beating under his lips that he drops the stranger, panicked. The man crumples to the ground, and after a few, dreadful moments where reason flooded back to him, Minsu crumples along with him.

He stared at the man, and the glassy eyed corpse stared right back at him, and Minsu didn’t know if it was the lifeless eyes, or the sudden silence that threatened to suffocate him now that he could no longer hear the man’s heartbeat, but before he was even aware of it happening, Minsu sucked in a deep, unnecessary breath and began to cry.

#th: On the Streets of Seoul

winkun

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Hi all! It’s Shan here, back with another one of my babies. This guy here is called Minsu, and some of you might be familiar with him already!

He’s a lovesick, heartbroken young vampire on the run from his former life and currently working within O-Jeom as one of their prostitutes. He just wants to leave his past behind him, and anyone who could help him do that is more than welcome~

You can find out more about him in his short profile here, his not so short background here, and he’s got up a little plot page here if you want to take a look at that! If anything catches your eye, or you just want to find out more about him, feel free to pop in to my IMs either on here or on Discord!

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yuniran chanagun ~ added to database

yuniran chanagun is an twenty-three-year-old cismale whom is known to be a prostitute, within o-jeom. not much else is known about the male, other than the fact that he is a vampire going by the alias ‘minsu’.

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