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can  we  just  talk  about  the  fact  that  ahri's  elderwood  skin  can  pour  her  magic  back  into  nature  to  bring  it  to  life,  and  how  her  coven  skin  can  draw  magic  from  nature  and  utilize  it  as  her  own.

 i  already  headcanoned  a  long  time  ago  that  she  draws  magic  from  the  world  around  her  (  though  it's  less  of  a  headcanon  since  it's  actual  canon  now  --  i  just  wrote  it  before  coven  came  out  some  three  years  ago!  )  but  anyway  i  just  think  it's  neat. it's  nice  to  imagine  she  can  do  this  to  some  extent  in  her  regular  canon;  not  necessarily  as  powerfully  because  these  abilities  are  both  so  distinctly  tied  to  the  worlds  of  these  respective  skinlines,  but  if  ahri  can  use  her  magic  to  heal  herself,  why  not  nature?  i  mean,  it's  quite  literally  just  guiding  raw  magic  back  into  the  world  around  her,  and  she  is  already  masterful  at  drawing  it  out—  so. yeah,  ahri  can  make  little  blossoms  bloom  or  bring  little  plants  back  to  life  if  they're  droopy. she  can  also  pull  that  same  magic  out  and  shift  it  around,  even  transferring  it  from  one  physical  source  to  another.

she's  adept  at  manipulating  magic,  i  mean,  that's  what  her  canonical  tribe  was  known  for  after  all:  their  otherworldly  mastery  over  magic  manipulation!

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So like Alex, Henry is neurodivergent. He doesn't have ADHD like Diaz but is autistic instead. He was diagnosed by the age of ten and at the request of his grandmother - the paperwork was sealed. The only one that knows is his therapist and his immediate family.

This is why sometimes he gets in his cocoon phases where he shuts the world out. He gets very overstimulated and needs the time to decompress. Henry hates change also, which is why he fought against the idea of being with Alex even though the First Son fights for them. Why it took Alex speaking to him face to face to get him to see it his way.

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do you mind telling us more abt her modern au? not her idol one, but her floriculturist lady ballerina one!

i would love to!

in  my  modern  au,  ahri  is  still  an  ancient  𝐊𝐔𝐌𝐈𝐇𝐎,  some  hundreds  of  years  old—  she's  watched  the  passage  of  time  flow  by  her,  and  always  kept  the  world  around  her  at  arm's  length. her  relationships  have  always  been  superficial  or  a  means  to  an  ends. in  this  universe,  ahri  abides  by  more  traditional  mythos  of  the  kumiho  and  does  seek  out  humans  to  hunt  and  eat  on  a  regular  basis,  whereas  her  canon  verse  is  capable  of  controlling  this  urge  to  a  good  extent,  and  really  only  needs  essence  over  organs. this  hunger  makes  forming  deep  bonds  difficult,  but  it's  never  truly  bothered  her. ahri  has  always  been  a  lonely  creature.      in  recent  years,  ahri  found  her  home  with  the  𝐒𝐄𝐎𝐔𝐋  𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐓  𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐍𝐘,  putting  her  natural  dancing  talents  on  display. most  of  her  endeavors  until  now  have  been  a  means  to  pass  the  time  and  integrate  with  society  meaningfully,  to  avoid  suspicion,  but  this... ahri  genuinely  found  a  love  for  dance.

she  would  quickly  rise  up  the  ranks,  even  being  considered  for  prima  ballerina. truly,  ahri  moved  with  a  grace  and  nimbleness  not  seen  in  many,  and  though  much  of  this  could  be  owed  to  her  own  natural  talent,  carrying  the  instinctual  poise  and  finesse  of  a  fox  assisted  greatly. she  would  attend  shows  across  the  country  and  perform  solos,  accruing  fans  and  admirers  alike  over  the  years. naturally,  ahri  thrived  under  the  spotlight,  soaking  up  the  abundance  of  adoration  and  affection;  she  lived  for  it.      such  great  love  came  from  and  for  one  man  in  particular:  another  dancer  in  her  company,  one  whom  she'd  fallen  𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃  𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑  𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐒  for,  for  the  first  time  in  what  felt  like  eons. swept  up  in  the  glittery  lights  and  her  rose-tinted  love  affair,  ahri  would  claim  to  not  be  in  her  right  mind  the  day  she  vulnerably  exposed  her  true  nature  to  her  lover. that  day  would  be  her  last  within  the  world  of  ballet.      at  the  reveal  of  her  fine-pointed  claws  and  nine,  swishing  tails,  her  lover  broke  down  in  horror,  and  ultimately  met  his  demise  at  her  hand. what  choice  was  there,  after  all?  he  was  screaming. it'd  frightened  her,  shocked  her  to  her  core;  was  this  truly  his  reaction  to  ahri  undoing  her  vulnerability  right  before  him?  ah,  and  then  she'd  remembered  why  she  didn't  let  anyone  in. alas,  the  fox's  heart  walls  erected  themselves  once  more.      ahri  disposed  of  his  body  like  any  other,  though  not  with  much  care. they  would  always  been  dragged  behind  a  dumpster,  left  in  some  bushes,  or  thrown  into  a  river  to  bloat  up. soon  after,  ahri  dropped  the  identity  she'd  forged  in  seoul  and  caught  the  next  train  out  towards  busan.

quietly,  ahri  would  set  up  shop  in  a  quaint  𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄  𝐓𝐎𝐖𝐍  somewhere  along  the  coast. it  smelled  of  sea  salt  and  fresh  caught  fish,  and  she  was  quick  to  plant  her  roots  in  a  rundown  shop  overgrown  with  wild  foliage  in  it's  forgotten  state. while  much  of  it  was  left  in  it's  natural  state,  ahri  was  quick  to  get  her  new  life  in  motion  and  tidied  it  up  enough  to  turn  it  into  a  local  shop. there,  she  would  study  𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐌—  the  study  of  flowers,  flower  care  and  advanced  flower  breeding.      the  back  of  shop  contained  a  staircase  that  led  up  to  a  small  home  with  a  rooftop  garden,  where  ahri  would  conduct  all  her  floricultural  endeavors  and  set  to  growing  her  own  crops. her  shop,  though  slowly  built  up,  eventually  became  a  niche  local  attraction  for  unique  flower  bouquets  and  gardening  expertise.      though,  despite  her  shop's  popularity,  ahri  herself  remained  adamant  on  keeping  other's  at  arms  length  once  more,  vowing  to  never  allow  someone  in. the  fox  has  become  somewhat  of  a  mystery  to  the  locals,  as  an  exquisitely  beautiful  woman  who  refuses  the  advances  of  marriage  prospects,  seems  to  keep  to  herself  entirely,  and  is  almost  ghost-like  in  the  way  she  flits  through  town  as  needed  and  returns  to  her  abode. nonetheless,  her  beauty  and  charm  are  enough  to  keep  her  reputation  above  water,  as  more  of  an  attractive  enigma  than  anything  else.

... despite  the  calm,  peaceful  life  ahri  has  carefully  crafted  for  herself  now,  this  is  not  to  forget  what  she  is. a  beast  through  and  through,  she  still  needs  𝐓𝐎  𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐃. shortly  after  her  arrival  in  town,  whispers  of  tourists  going  missing  have  begun  to  sprout,  though  ahri  brushes  them  all  off  as  the  tales  of  bored  fisherman's  wives,  with  the  prettiest  laugh,  naturally.      yet,  she  would  spend  her  nights  digging  in  her  garden  against  lantern  light,  creating  holes  approximately  6  feet  in  length  and  3  feet  deep. it's  for  a  special  fertilizer,  ahri  insists,  and  well—  her  flowers  are  of  the  most  breath-taking,  unique  beauty,  blooming  in  colors  and  sizes  not  yet  seen  before.

𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐑𝐀 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒:

she's lived in her seaside town for approximately three years at this point. ahri is an established resident, who's thoroughly charmed the rest of the town .. literally and magically. if she's ever risen suspicion, her magic is immediately utilized to sway the minds of her neighbors.

she enjoys setting up a farmer's market booth every weekend to sell special bouquets, plants, spare herbs, etc. she'll even take custom orders to make for you on the spot.

spends a ton of her time reading in her garden, soaking up the sunlight. she's almost always reading some sort of book on floriculturalism. ahri tends to drown herself into whatever career path she's chosen that decade.

still loves to dance! she doesn't do it often anymore, but if she does, it's probably just in her own home for a few minutes. for fun.

never lets anyone over to her house. she's careful about keeping her garden neat and normal looking, but she does have a washing station inside of a tiny shed that's coated in blood stains, with bloody rags in the sink and buckets of fleshy bits and pieces under it. it's seriously serial killer material, but she really does just harvest the good parts aka the heart and liver & buries the rest.

her garden itself is completely out of control, but .. it's also a controlled out-of-control? ahri is fully aware of the inner workings of her garden and trims it as needed, she just prefers to let nature do it's thing. it's overflowing, like walking into a miniature rooftop forest. speaking of, her rooftop is surrounded on all sides by trees and tall fences, so there's not really any chance of someone sneaking a peek.

some of her previous pursuits over the centuries include painting, medicinal plant research, a very brief stint trying to learn surgery which provided useful skills, burlesque until she killed one of the girls backstage and had to charm thirty different people to forget about it, writing but she was never successful at it, an attempt to get into theatre acting in the early 1900s but only resulted in minor minor roles before she disappeared from it, and many more.

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hai natts !! how you all ?

hello ! i was wondering if you could coin a masc gender related to being dead/undead and the color pink? tysm in advance !!

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