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mayordeas-clone · 1 year

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Smash Tier List, Ordered By Which Characters Have Canon Last Names

i decided one fateful friday evening to make this tier list cuz i was bored. shoutout to the smash prose server for helping me iron out any kinks and retrieve some obscure information to help make this tier list reach its fullest potential (discord link for the server on my blog if youre on desktop or in my pinned post on my art account always b pluggin)

below the cut is some extra details on the tiers and character placements.

THIS IS ROUGH AS HELL!!!!! and the research and sources aren't very cut and dry throughout ;w; a tier list i wanted to make for the sillies that ended up going deeper than expected but not all the way, so it's sorta in a weird gray area of reliability. apologies for not-so-clear info in advanced 😔

Official Surname

what it says on the tin. i'd put detailed explanations of where all of them were "confirmed" but i don't know the nitty gritty of a lot of the characters and just know em from official bios. will provide detail if i see fit cuz its my post.

Byleth: "Eisner"

Joker: Civilian name is "Ren Amamiya", from the anime. Akira Kurusu is another civilian name he goes by, coming from the manga, however Amamiya is more common in official media (and kind of canonized in the PC release of Persona 5 Royal, where changing the language to English from something else will default his name to Ren Amamiya)

Kazuya: "Mishima"

Samus (And Zero Suit Samus): "Aran"

Fox: "McCloud"

Falco: "Lombardi"

Wolf: "O'Donnell"

Terry: "Bogard"

Cloud: "Strife"

SImon and Richter: "Belmont"

Donkey and Diddy Kong: So we all pretty much agreed that "Kong" is a family name :P it could be moved to the yellow canon-ish tier but idk

Peach: "Toadstool", which she signs off as in Mario 64 (So that's pretty canon right)

Generally accepted fanon surname (or exists in obscure non-canon media)

these are kinda? surnames. theyre not official like the ones above or acknowledged in the main source material, but they draw from some sort of source that fans run with. usually, it's common for multiple fanworks to use them as last names when dishing them out :P there could be multiple of these for each character. this is where a lot of handy guidance from the prose server came in, thank you very much once again!!

Mario, Dr. Mario, and Luigi: "Mario", from the live action Super Mario Bros. movie (also, "Mario Mario" is the funniest shit ever to me). Also the joke of "hey if theyre the 'mario bros', then is their last name mario?!"

Yoshi: Alright apparently in the 1993 manual for Super Mario World, Yoshi's full name is "T. Yoshisaur Munchakoopas". Alright then?? I was going to put Yoshi in the "species" category, but this bit surprised me :P not sure if it's like, a scientific name or something, but I guess this Yoshi is a special case.

Ganondorf: I think in a manual or something like that (Forgive my vague language, this was just something I recalled that the people I worked with agreed with), he is given the last name "Dragmire".

Marth, Chrom, and Lucina: "Lowell" was a last name given to Marth in the Fire Emblem anime. With Chrom and Lucina being direct descendants of him, they also inherit this last name.

Zelda: "Hyrule" is generally assumed to be her last name. I'm pretty sure Zelda's father in BotW is given the official last name, though I know there's some different reincarnation shenanigans going on. Still, no one stopped me 😎 it's a common theme for a lot of "royalty" characters to be assigned a fanon last name named after their respective kingdom (though I may have overlooked some, we'll get to those later).

Ike: "Greil", named after his father. I thought it was kinda dumb for his last name to be ripped from his dad's first name but idk maybe everyone is on a last-name basis for him (I haven't progressed far in Path of Radiance to know).

Sonic: This one surprised me. Apparently in the Archie comics, his full name "Ogolvie Maurice Hedgehog". So his last name is "Hedgehog"? I suppose this means Sonic's full name could also be Sonic The Hedgehog, with "The" being a middle name :P

Captain Falcon: I was going to include this in "canon", but given that it's technically from a manual and other surnames in this tier come from a similar source, so might as well be consistent. In one of the F-Zero manuals, he's given the name "Douglas J. Falcon" (baller ass name tbh). In the anime, he's also given the civilian name "Bart Lemming".

Sephiroth: According to the Prose pals, it could be "Hojo" or "Crescent" depending on who you ask (idk I'll take their word for it. Yeah sorry this isn't a very thorough list in terms of research and sources).

Ryu: Another Prose pal said that one of the movies gave him the last name "Hoshi".

Bowser and Bowser Jr.: Heard "Koopa" tossed around, given Bowser is the king of Koopas and Jr. is his son.

Mega Man: "Light", after his creator Dr. Light.

Roy: "Pherae", after him being the son of Marquess Pherae.

King K. Rool: I think I assumed "Rool" could be his last name, and the K. is an initialized first name. Heavily based on my own guess tho.

No Canon Surname

Yeah. Though some are Weird and probably misassigned.

Snake I could have sworn had some kind of fanon surname, but I drew up a blank when consulting with the Prose server :P any hardcore Metal Gear fans can swoop in and correct me though.

Corrin and Daisy are kinda... weird to me cuz I assumed they would operate on similar logic to Zelda, being named after their respective kingdoms ("Valla" and "Sarasaland"). But I've never seen those used in practice so it's probably negligible. They bounced between tiers a lot while I made this.

I suppose Dragon Quest 11 Hero could fall in the "kingdom last name" category but idk I'm still internally debating with Corrin and Daisy. Didn't do any research on the other Heroes and no one seemed to stop me. So sorry!! 😭

The only other thing I have to say about this tier is that I'm surprised Bayonetta, Shulk, Olimar, Alph, and Sora didn't have any note-worthy last names to speak of. Unless something slipped through the cracks!

Idk if Sheik would adopt Zelda's assumed last name which is why they are in this tier.

Title, no canon name

Pretty much a title given to the character, be it related to their occupation or status.

This was originally a "no canon first name lmao" tier, but I changed it to be more broad at the request of the Discord buddies to include weird edge cases like Dark Samus (who isn't really a species, but not really a person?) and Duck Hunt (who accounts for three separate entities in one lol so that kind of confused me, but a tier like this worked for him).

Species????

Pretty much a character that comes from a species of many, meaning they don't really have an actual name to begin with (Inklings technically count, since it's not like "Inkling" refers to status or occupation). Yes, I included R.O.B. there due to Subspace Emissary's lore :) one could argue that's not canon, but be fr does R.O.B. have any existing lore to work with? Brawl essentially made him its own OC for the story campaign and that's amazing. Anyway, unnecessary rant aside, R.O.B. is a species in my book, and he's the last of his kind (another detail originating from Smash).

Last two tiers are kind of joke tiers I came up with as the idea for this list cooked up in my brain. One could argue "Mr. Game and Watch" is a title, but I thought his own dedicated tier was funnier so I kept it intact :P

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Thus concludes this dumbass tier list. Feel free to roast me in the notes for inaccuracies cuz there's probably a lot (Or don't I'm sensitive as hell)

#mayor talk #super smash bros #smash ultimate #ssbu #smash tier list #i'm probably gonna regret posting this but whatever #long post

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etherrreal · 2 years

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guess who just finished a kenma x reader fic and will hopefully be posting it this week 👀 here's a little sneak peek! -Luna

update: it’s out! “would you be mine(craft)?” is out for you to read :)

As you stand there with the cupboards open, you glance at the clock on the microwave—still off by an hour from when the time changed—and wonder if anyone’s in the Minecraft realm at the moment. Probably Kenma.

You grab the first bag of chips you see and head to your bedroom, getting comfortable in front of your computer so you can boot up Minecraft. You’re in the game for maybe a minute before you hear the Discord chime, a message waiting for you from Kenma.

ken-ma dick fit in your mouth:: 💻📞🗣️? call me by y/n:: …are you asking me to get in the voice channel?? ken-ma dick fit in your mouth:: 👍 call me by y/n:: bet call me by y/n:: also, whoever changed your username is a funny guy 😉 ken-ma dick fit in your mouth:: 🖕

With an evil chuckle, you pull out your headset and plop it on your head, switching channels and waiting patiently for Kenma to join. Shocking to no one, it takes only a few moments for his name to pop up.

“Yo, what’s up?”

“Hey,” he greets, his character popping up in front of yours and crouching, throwing down bread in front of you. “How’d your date go?”

“It went absolutely terrible!” You attempt to joke about it, but the bitterness seeps through. “He was an okay dude, but there was absolutely no chemistry, whatsoever. It was like having a meeting with a coworker.”

“What is that, like, the third failed date this month?”

“Oh god, please don’t say that out loud. It makes me feel bad,” you say with a lighthearted chuckle.

“Sorry.”

“Nah, it’s fine. Sometimes I just wonder if it’s me, ya know? Like, am I the problem, or is it the type of guys that I’m going after?” You pause your mining, pondering all the failed dates, and if there’s some kind of common denominator between them all. Or maybe that common denominator is you?

Kenma makes a noise of disagreement, saying nothing more as he continues breaking down lines of cobbled deep slate, pausing to mumble ‘zombie’ as he shoots him dead, the little jingle of EXP loud in your ears.

“Anyway, enough about my depressing dating life. How’s yours? Did you end up asking out that one girl you were telling me about?”

He lets out a heavy sigh. “Yeah. She had a boyfriend.”

“Oof. That had to suck. Sorry, man. Looks like we’re both striking out lately.”

Usually, he’d hum in acknowledgment, like he tends to do when there’s nothing else he can add to the conversation, but still wants you to know you’ve been heard. Instead, you notice there’s an odd silence, like he’s planning on adding something more.

Kenma clears his throat, and you hear him shift his headset. “When I told Kuroo, he said that we should just go out to put each other out of our misery.”

#kenma x reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu imagines #kenma kozume x reader #kozume kenma x reader #kenma imagines #kenma kozume #hq x reader #haikyu x reader #haikyuu!! x reader #haikyuu #luna speaks #our writing #etherrreal updates

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space-station-collective · 11 months

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How did you come up with your system name?

i hope it's alright that i'm answering this publicly! (and also my gods this took a while, i started it then drafted and completely forgot, apologies for the delay on it!!)

i think our system name choosing process was actually quite funny!

we changed it to the current one (SSC, or Space Station Collective) back around in July, so actually quite recently!

first, though, we need to cover our original system name: the Solar System!

for some context, well before our syscovery, and when i/we believed that i specifically was the One Singular Functioning Part (false), i had several friends who were plural! one of them in particular was an online friend, and as such called me by my online name (of which i won't be sharing what it is, but it was very space related, the name of a space thing)

this friend, a couple times, joked that if i ever realized i was a system, i would simply have to use the name the Solar System, because of how integral space was to my entire personality and brand

lo and behold- queue syscovery, and we had the Solar System!

we did quickly realize, though, that that was a very very very common system name, and while it is by no means a bad one, we wanted something unique (and also something we could use as a username for things like this blog which didn't exist yet)

we spent about a month thinking and brainstorming different things, and also asking a couple friends if they had any ideas or thoughts

eventually, one of us (i don't remember who) came up with something fun- the Space Station Collective! a couple headmates were in the fronting area at the time and all seemed to like the idea, so we set up a little thread in our private discord server to take the vote! (it seems to have been deleted by now, I can't find it, but I remember it existed

i believe it was at 13 votes for yes that we officially changed it! (at the time, we had much fewer headmates, and that was much the majority)

we told our friends, changed our simplyplural and pluralkit to be updated, and here we are now! we're all still very happy with the name, and we've still got a little piece of that original name, as our collective name in spaces we're out as a system in tends to be Solar

thank you for your ask! and apologies again for how long that took, i hope the answer is to your satisfaction after all that wait! (for anyone who isn't the person who sent this ask, this draft was started on Oct. 18 and i'm finishing/queueing it Nov. 1)

-the host (he/they)

#sysblr #system #plurality #osddid #plural #plural system #plural community #dissociative system #system names #choosing a system name #system asks #spacestationcollective #host.html

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blackuigryphonvr · 8 months

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The Trouble with Cemetery Submissions in Niantic Wayfarer:

There's so much that's changed since The Ingress Days.... I live in South Weymouth Massachusetts, and forever ago, Ingress players got this tiny little Cemetery into the platform:

So, it's STILL IN THE PLATFORM, and it's a PokéStop in #PokemonGo

Then, PoGo players botched the Nomination platform in North America around 2017, which voided the feature for everyone except in some tiny countries overseas.

I actually emailed 📧 Niantic about this in Autumn of 2018, and it took so much effort to finally be able to speak to a real human being. It was a guy named Kirk.

He told me not to give up, even if it was by playing Ingress, and wouldn't say much more. But, I'd been passed through automated services, different people working there just giving me cut-copy-paste generic answers which never answered my questions, but that guy, Kirk, actually did. He wrote me a whole letter. In 2018, they considered my area "rural" which is a joke, since it's actually a city, but with lots of trees.

But, by the end of 2019, I despite Kirk from Niantic telling me not to give up playing, and to try and hit Level 40 (the last level back then) I was very close to hitting Level 40, but I just felt so disheartened. 😔 and, I was giving up on the ability to make new PokéStops. The game seemed broken. It seemed like Niantic didn't care about the upkeep of the game. And, I lost faith... when, it suddenly WENT LIVE!

But, there were new rules, and a role-out, so I scrambled to get my last XP to hit Level 40!

I checked every article, video, and resource, including Ingress Players, and I also played Ingress, sat on Livestreams, took notes in my notebook. 📓

But, 1 thing I notices about the 2019 Niantic Wayfarer system was changes to the rules. Cemetery submissions were mostly a no go UNLESS THEY WERE HISTORICAL OR CELEBRITY Waypoints.

Here's another Ingress Submission Cemetery IN MY TOWN!

This submission it so old. It's 1 of the nicer Cemeteries. I actually spoke to locals here, and learned a lot from a man who's father was buried there. I don't just read stuff online, I go out n meet people. I talked to this guy (and others) during a Lockdown Independence Day weekend, n he was liquored up,n told me all kinds of details about the town, people in charge, the history, going back centuries, good stuff n trails in the woods, and so much more.

So, based on his Intel, I submitted the Moment thingy in that Cemetery witch is also a PokéStop.

It was actually a fountain w a perpetual motion ball on it, but I busted during some mega hurricane 🌀. The Walker family was famous tycoons, n that's a lot of other history stuff, if u know anything about the Gilded Age which literally started here, as far as the eyes can see. Not even exaggerating. And not just the shoe industry, several industries.

So, it was soooooo odd that THIS GOT THROUGH:

Even tho the Elmwood Cemetery is actually a PokéStop, n has been for some years now, I'm shocked it even got through. But, the community voted it in. It's one of those 1800s ones that's not worth the effort. It's also ultra common, nothing special. But, also, if you blink, you'll miss it. And, it's in someone's ultra quiet New England neighborhood.... I, also, personally, would've never voted it through.... and yet, THERE IT IS!

MORE OF MY BACKSTORY:

I also kept getting banned because some bullies kept making up lies about me being an abuser n a racist. I even had to change my identity, and my name, 3 times during the Pandemic, and I pretended I was a dude. But, all the Admin in my local Discord server knew me, n knew who I was.

Now, u CAN actually get some kinds of Cemetery related waypoints through, tho I don't recommend it for several reasons.

You need to REALLY KNOW WHAT YOU ARE DOING,

ACTUALLY UNDERSTAND THE RULES,

AND ACTUALLY MAKE A STRONG CASE FOR IT.

Is it historical?

I don't recommend anything from the 1800s & 1900s, unless it's an actual celebrity, founder of a town or city, that's verifiable. So, it ought to be way older than the 1800s, n even THAT will struggle to get through. In fact, I generally DO NOT even bother submitting cemeteries because they get screwed so fast.

The old 2019 rules against Cemetery submissions was because they thought it might be offensive to people in parts of Asia like: Chinese, Korean, parts of Southern Asia, etc.

This includes gravestones, but a famous mosuleum might go through. A president, or Elvis Presley level celebrity would probably go through.

It's because people don't use their good Judgment, and don't think things through, you're gonna get these brainless, quick to judgement voters who vote it down.

I actually read EVERY GRAVE, N CEMETERY SUBMISSION I vote on in Wayfarer. I ALSO TEND TO VOTE THEM DOWN. BECAUSE I PUT SO MUCH EFFORT into my submissions, n back up everything with facts, citations, quality, effort, etc.

So, when I see something that's potentially GOOD, but they didn't bother to write anything, not only do I down vote it, I also write something in the comment section.

HOWEVER...

There is actually a VERY GOOD Cemetery that more than qualifies, but I also live in SOUTH WEYMOUTH MASSACHUSETTS n we have active saboteurs from Reddit that hate us just because we live & breathe, and BRAG ABOUT IT FOR YEARS.

They GET OFF ON IT.

Here's an EXAMPLE of a tomb I got through of a very famous figure of many counts. It qualified due to multiple things, but I had to try through APPEALS, by writing an essay to make the case for it, since people DO NOT READ or USE GOOD JUDGEMENT. they just conclusion jump: Cemetery = BAD, -regardless of ALL THE DETAILS, and WHAT THE RULES HAVE EXCEPTIONS FOR.

I did manage to get the special historical tomb of a famous local soldier/veteran that's from a few registries including the descendants of the Pilgrims from The Mayflower (Yes! The Thanksgiving Mayflower down the highway in Plymouth Mass)

But, the actual Cemetery itself, which is loaded with history, is usually sabotaged.

It's the super old Highland Cemetery which is very popular in Google. It's also very popular with dog walkers and professional photographers for decades. (I've worked on films, and photoshoot projects since Bush was president, so I know about these things)

Since things that have a sign or a NAME tend to do better, I used a photo of the Shed in this location in a number of my submissions, as did other players.

But, what do the haters do?

They lie on us and say it's a mismatched location, or doesn't meet criteria. Or, that it doesn't meet criteria.

Read the rules!

Read my blurbs!

Check my URLS!

I've also helped other players try submitting this Cemetery.

There's actually WAY MORE WEIGHT IN FAVORITE OF IT'S CREDIBILITY THAN ANY OF THE OTHERS.

This one is the OLDEST, and it is OLD. It's got Puritans in it.

Source 1

Source 2

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Google Listing

Highland Photos on Google

This is why, when I'm coaching other players with Wayfarer, I teach people that it's more SUBJECTIVE than OBJECTIVE.

If it REALLY WAS ALL ABOUT THE RULES & CRITERIA then THIS WOULD BE a Waypoint YEARS AGO... but its NOT.

Meanwhile the OTHER ONES which SHOULD NOT really be a Waypoint, ACTUALLY MADE IT THROUGH, and they've been in the system FOR YEARS.

Also, on the Appeals, there's not enough room to write a whole 9 volume account of Me/Us VS The Saboteur Bullies.

Who got time for that ANYWAY???

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#blackunigryphon #pokemon go #pokemon #niantic #wayfarer #niantic wayfarer #cemetary #graves #Youtube

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wonwooslibrary · 2 years

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wonwooslibrary has hit a milestone!

Dear Readers, Fellow Writers, Mutuals, Members of Caratblr, and anyone else who may stumble upon this,

Wonwooslibrary has hit a milestone I never expected to reach, and I would like to celebrate it with you all, by sharing a probably-too-in-depth story: Why did I create my blog? Well, let’s begin! (I’ve been watching a bit too much of How I Met Your Mother recently lmao)

Back in about 2015, I read the first book I truly fell in love with: Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief by Rick Riordan. This novel is what developed my love for reading and English, later becoming something that would completely take over my life, and my future career. From becoming a member of the PJO fandom, I began venturing so far into the internet that I became a “fandom stan”...that name still haunts me. Since 2015, I have been reading and writing...and reading more and writing more. Of course, the beginning was horribly written sentences with no commas, like the word version of drawing the sun in the corner of the page. I began writing fanfiction in 2015, too. Naturally, it started with Percy Jackson, then Harry Potter, oh and of course 5 Seconds of Summer and One Direction (I’ve always been more of a music-based fanfic writer!) But 2020...that year really changed it all.

In 2020, I found something that really changed my life. Caratblr. The Seventeen and Carat side of Tumblr, an app I thought everyone except me stopped using in 2016. At this particular point in time, I honestly was just looking for a very specific gif of Junhui from Seventeen (center Jun from the DWC mv in the rooftop scene lmao). Thanks to this gif, something amazing happened: I found the wonderful creators associated with caratblr here on Tumblr.

At this time, I was not writing on Tumblr. In fact, the account I was using is hopefully hidden in the depths of the internet, because I really never want to look at it again. Using this Tumblr, I found some of the most inspiring people (and their content). These amazing people inspired me to create what is now one of the most cherished things in my life:

wonwooslibrary.

I made this blog at 8:29pm on December 23rd, 2020, EST. My first fic, a horribly written Joshua fanfic that I will NEVER read again, currently has 35 notes. I am not going to lie, I only posted that fanfic because of one thing: caratwritersclub’s open member applications. Freshly 16-year-old me was desperate to do something with the one thing I actually enjoyed doing. So, I wrote that Joshua fic. I posted it ONLY to be able to become a member of caratwritersclub. And on January 8th, 2021, I was officially a member of caratwritersclub. Here, I met these aforementioned amazing people within caratblr, and I would love to say a couple of things to them right now.

@gallivantingheart ♡ taylor. oh my god. you are literally my best friend. i could not ask for anyone better than you. from everything we have in common: our biases, our favorite colors, our sun, moon and rising signs, our love for miraculous and stationary. i love having a friend that is on the complete other side of the word (rip 14/15 hour time differences) but still loves to talk and yell about every small detail in our lives, whether it is a bit too personal or not. you have been such an inspiration to me, and i love you so damn much. i am proud of you for everything you have done. ps. i miss your cats xx they’re cute.

@seokmingiggles ♡ lannie!!!!! i don’t even know where to begin. you’ve been here since the VERY beginning and i just. i could sob. we have so many inside jokes and fun memories (like samanter, the popcorn-eating cat emote, the like. 10 hour discord call with ven, or even lawn). the fact that you read Baby, I’ll Be Right There, all the way through, like 4 times??? insane. i am extremely proud of you for everything you have done recently. even though i might not say it a lot, i love you and you’re still one of my best friends, even if we don’t talk nearly as much as we used to. everytime i see seokmin or hobi, i still think of you. even forks make me think of you sometimes (rip fork mf). please, feel free to reach out at any time, and i cannot wait for our next conversation (ps. #lisslansam)

@sansang ♡ liiiiissssaaaaaa <3 I cannot believe how much we have grown!! i know we haven’t talked in literally forever but...you were my first friend not only in cwc, but also on caratblr in general. i owe so much to you. you’ve believed in me and cheered me on so much, i don’t even know where to begin with making you feel as encouraged as you have made me. i love you, and i am so proud of you, especially for making important decisions like deciding to make gifs instead of writing, and i know that you are going to be amazing. the future would not be the same without you in it, and i hope we can talk more :D ps. every time i see jihoon or san, or anything abt swimming, i think of you <3 oh and also wav by ateez :3 it’s still your brand in my heart <333 (also #lisslansam)

There are, of course, a couple others who I am not close to/am not close to anymore who definitely need a huge thank you for everything: ven @heartshxkr ; alexis @woozisnoots ; eun @bermudas ; jo @ahloveisboo ; vic @svtskneecaps ; fel @minghaofilm ; meraki @merakiiverse ...I have no idea what I would do without you all!

These wonderful people, as well as other readers and creators on this hellsite have made me want to continue my writing journey here. My biggest accomplishment so far, has been the LONG process of writing, rereading, and editing my Jihoon/Woozi fic, Baby, I’ll Be Right There. This fic is almost 11,000 words long. It took me three days to write, and with the help of Lannie (@seokmingiggles), six and a half months to edit. Lannie reread this fic and helped me edit SO MUCH, that this fic is just as much hers and it is mine. (Lannie, if you’re still reading this, I’m a bit too emotional lol I’m tearing up :EUWAH:). It currently has !! 197 !! notes. Writing BIBRT has made me realize that I love writing. No, it’s not what I’m doing as a career (I’m an education student lol), but I want to keep this blog around for as long as possible.

And with wonwooslibrary, I want to encourage all those writers who are just as young as I was reading fanfics on Wattpad. I repeatedly posted and deleted fics because I thought they weren’t good enough, but here is some advice for you: you write for you. You should write because you enjoy it, not because people make you feel like you have to. Write what you enjoy, what tropes you like. Don't let people tell you what to write, that’s what takes the fun away from it.

To end this unreasonably long, sappy, over-emotional post,

Thank you to EVERYONE who has supported me this far. I am excited to take my writing blog to the next steps and continue writing and making friends with the wonderful people in caratblr.

And for the actual milestone: HAPPY TWO YEARS TO WONWOOSLIBRARY!!!

Thank you, once again, for everything, lovely readers, fellow writers, mutuals and patrons of caratblr. Thank you.

Love,

Your friendly neighborhood huihui, Samantha Jayn (wonwooslibrary)

#💫sam’s life #happy TWO years besties

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inventors-fair · 2 years

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Common Nonsense

Personally, I think that being able to make good commons is one of the best skills when designing magic cards.

Commons make up the bulk of a given set, and especially the bulk of what’s opened in boosters. And call me crazy, but I think people should like the cards they open in boosters, not just one or two cards. A good common is simple to understand and plays well in limited. Commons shouldn’t be too demanding of how you build your deck- ones that do demand something of you generally work work better as a simple on/off rather than a scaling bonus that works best when you have lots of that thing, and probably want a decent floor- that is, if you aren’t able to turn them on, they should still be *okay* cards even if not great. And they shouldn’t tell you to build around something the set isn’t built for, so if a common card implies a certain mechanical theme make sure that theme is feasible. This doesn’t mean they can’t be exciting or evocative though. A common can still be flavorful, powerful, and desireable. Neon Dynasty, for example, had some really awesome commons. Nezumi Bladeblesser is really cool in how it can work okay if you only have an artifact or only have an enchantment, but works great if you have both and the bonuses play into each other well. Moon-Circuit Hacker does something interesting with one of the set mechanics, ninjutsu, by changing how the effect works if it entered the battlefield this turn and does so in a way completely appropriate to common (this is one of my personal favorite approaches, and it makes for a very cool card here imo). Dramatist’s Puppet has a simple enough effect that makes different decks want it for different things. In all these cases, they’re easy to understand but have a lot of potential variety to how they’re played.

Un-designs meanwhile tend to be wacky, weird, boundary-pushing, and Exciting. Often, they care about something that normal magic doesn’t, like art or rarity or flavor. A good silver bordered card, while usually humorous, should even more importantly be fun to play with. Goblin Cruciverbalist from the recent unfinity is an awesome un-design; it encourages a kind of skill black border magic never could allowing people who like word games to add that kind of gameplay to magic. Lila Hospitality Hostess is also a very good one in that it’s incredibly simple to understand but doesn’t work at all in the rules.

Your challenge is to make a Silver-Bordered/Acorn common.

To be clear, the card needs to be something that, had it been printed in unfinity, would get an acorn stamp, would not be legal for tournament play. Something that just opens attractions or rolls dice isn’t enough. Technically, I’ll say that older unmechanics- untable ones mainly, like contraptions that have no black border cards- do qualify; however, that’s not really the kind of design I’m looking for.

So what *am* I looking for? Generally, one of two things will really impress me

a card like capital offense, that takes a necessary effect for a set to have- in this case a black removal spell- and uses silver border tools to do it. i especially like the cohesive package here, how the name is a good pun for the effect and the card commits to the bit in a slightly unsual way.

Or a card like Blufferfish, that takes a very cool silver border idea- a card that wants you to know a bunch of facts about your opponent, and get to know them- and executes it in a way appropriate for common.

Basically, you can approach this as making a common card that’s silver border or as making a silver border card that’s common. There’s a common approach with silver border cards to focus too much on being a joke to be read, but that’s not what I want you to do here. I want you to really focus on how the card plays.

Talk with the commonfolk of our discord >> HERE <<

Submit your common application >> HERE <<

(I apologize to any current or recent high school seniors who I just retraumatized.) Have fun!!!

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fukounaboy · 1 year

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HELLO ! ! !

Welcome to my blog. !!!

Here is some. V silly stuff about me. So you can get to know me. Or. Whatever the point of these are. !!! :D

Anyways,,,

BASIC STUFF :3

(Bold (I meant ITALIC but whatever...) is most preferred !!!)

☆ - Name(s) :: Ciel , Cecilia , Collette , Chelovek , Tobias , Mattias. Give me new ones too. And also I'll probably steal your name if I like it so. Don't mind that. :3

☆ - Pronouns :: It/Its , Kie/Kym , Hy/Hym , Literally anything that isn't She/He/They , Hell give me new pronouns idc /lh /gen

☆ - Age :: 15 !!

☆ - I am :: Genderfluid , Abrosexual , Arretaromantic , Hypersexual , Hyperromantic , Aplatonic , Fictoromantic , etc (This will absolutely probably change eventually. So.)

☆ - I am diagnosed with ADHD and GAD. Probably more undiagnosed, but that isn't really much of your business anyway. (/lh)

Fandoms / Stuff I enjoy / Idrk !!!

☆ - Genshin Impact , Honkai StarRail , Identity V , Zenless Zone Zero , Wuthering Waves , Whump , Vocaloid , Character.AI (That should say enough abt me I'm sorry) , Popee The Performer , Cult Of The Lamb , Deltarune , Fundamental Paper Education , Hello Charlotte , PJSK (I cant play it but im so in love with Rui okay.) , Billie Bust Up

☆ - Music :: Will Wood (+ Anything with Will in it like A Verbal Equinox, The Stereosexuals, etc) , STOMACH BOOK , Sarah And The Safe Word , Jhariah , Bureak , MARETU , Ghost and Pals , Ghost , Deco27 , Orville Peck , Arctic Monkeys , Yaelokre , That Handsome Devil

Uhhh random stuff !!!

☆ - I am a Therian (Red fox , Crow , Cat , Moth , Rat , etc) , Otherkin (Angelkin , Vampirekin , Dollkin , etc) , Fictionkin (too many to name here srry :3) , OCkin (Mattias , Caelum)

☆ - Very silly. The silliest even.

☆ - I have 2 husbands who I love very much and I would give them my entire soul if I could.

☆ - Age/Pet regressor. !!! (I have been V SCARED to mention that anywhere because. Trauma. Unfortunately. But. There it is !!! look at that. :3 (After like 2 years of being scared of mentioning it anywhere !! We are better. :D))

☆ - Professional silly lil guy.

☆ - Pro-let people do whatever the fuck they want on the internet because literally what does it matter in the grand scheme of things. Who does it hurt in the world. (No one that's who.)

☆ - Self-shipper. Not sharing my F/Os cuz im still a bit :') feeling abt it but !! Yeagh.

☆ - #1 PLAYABLE PANTALONE BELIEVEr. TRUST ME. PLEASE HOYO.

☆ - If I make posts like. Freaking out. Just ignore it please. Bcz im probably just having an episode or smth.

☆ - Also if I say I'm gonna kms I'm either joking or just. Not being serious. So.

☆ - Please don't DM me! If you wanna talk to me, send me an ask with whatever you wanna say. I won't respond to your DM (unless I know you very well). I have very bad social anxiety, and people DMing me randomly scares me.

☆ - I think thats all :3

☆ - My DNI is here!!

Accounts / links (in the same place because of image limit. :'])

@wh-wh-whumpified - Where I reblog whump stuff !!! (I WILL WRITE WHUMP EVENTUALLY...(I am LYING))

@genderhoarded - Genderhoard reblogs where I reblog stuff I shove into my genderhoard. >:)

@translucent-equinox - Headmates' blog. For all the guys that are in my head.

@angelkiddoz - Agere/Petre reblogs !!

@ciel-x-crispin-incorrect-quotes Joke acc. Probably repurposing soon.

@confetticakestims - Stimboards bcz i love them. :3

@idkanameyetlmeow - Repurposing.

@bleuctipie - repurposing.

Uhhh I have many more blogs but those are the ones i will let you see. :3

DON'T ASK WHY I HAVE MULTIPLE PRONOUN SITE ACC THINGS. OKAY. :3

Pronouns.page

Pronouns.cc / Collective pronouns.cc

Rentry / Rentry 2 / Rentry 3 (Kin stuff)

Youtube / Youtube 2

Pinterest / Pinterest 2

Spotify / Spotify 2 (Will add later. :'])

Spacehey

Instagram / Instagram 2

Discord - Histrionique (main) ccasadastraphobia (alt)

Anddd that is it ! :3

Thank you for reading. :D

#꒰ঌ♡ 𝟽𝟽𝟽.ramble #Spotify

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etherealvoidchild · 2 years

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blog post 10.10.22 / 10.11.22

it is late when i am writing this. 23:35 to be exact. i don't really know why i am writing. maybe just to share something into the void, just a train of thought in an otherwise seemingly uncharted territory that i call my mind.

i just think that over the years i have changed a lot as a person and i deserve to give myself recognition. i used to be the kind of person that did whatever someone asked of them for fear of rejection, ridicule or even worse than that. i was constantly living up to others' expectations of me, i became what they wanted me to be, or who they thought i was. i used to play into everyone's hand and back then i thought it was because i was exactly that- who they thought i was.

i used to be the kind of person who was often the centre of attention, whether willingly or unwillingly. i struggled with most my age, resulting in poor social skills so in school i was often bullied or disliked for my meltdowns and outbursts and often times immature behaviour. i liked a lot of video games and shows and books that most kids didn't really know about, or if they did they weren't into them so those naturally landed me as a target for more attention and sometimes bullying. it didn't help that due to me having autism (i would find out at age 18) i tended to only find friends who either had some sort of neurodivergency, trauma or otherwise hyperfixation-based common ground. my parents didn't like most of these people, and i wasn't really allowed out much so i mostly only had them to talk to at school. i was seen as an odd kid, most would probably say i was known for my loudness.

i used to also be the kind of person who didn't back down, and this sometimes caused a lot of discord in my life. sometimes this lead to me losing everything i ever knew. struggling with autism and not knowing my entire life until becoming an adult, i didn't understand social boundaries like most teenagers and children would comprehend. i was raised by my bio mom and she was a single mom without many friends if any so undoubtedly she wasn't the ... ideal candidate to raise a child. it is noteworthy that she has a slew of mental health disorders, namely ADHD, either BPD or bipolar disorder and "multiple personalities", according to my brother's bio dad. so i was often seen as "behavioural" when really i just genuinely didn't understand my adoptive parents and their parenting style because i had never really received much parental authority before them. i will admit, i did argue a lot but it was because i felt like i needed to defend myself constantly from everyone. i was the running joke of the family, in my opinion. i was the punching bag, mostly between the ages of 13-16. but yeah whatever moving on-

i used to be an extremely toxic partner. in some ways an extremely toxic friend too. i didn't really know boundaries, i often overshared. i know that this doesn't mean that i am necessarily toxic but however at the ages i was at, but some of the ways i acted and displayed emotion were not always the kindest or the mildest. i was extremely su*c*dal back then, sometimes i didn't make efforts to hide self-harm and sometimes i depended heavily on my partners for support from conflicts at home, and often times my partners or friends were subjected to consequences stemming from my own mother. my parents kept me on a tight leash after they had broken me up with my first partner whom i had dated for about a year and a half- the timeline is a bit fuzzy in my head so. but i practically had no idea how to communicate with people, i was very clingy and needy and jealous. i didn't give people space, i would think it's fair to say i was smothering. i just. i don't know, these don't necessarily make anyone toxic but i look back at myself and i just cringe. i used to ridicule people for being the same as me, but yet whenever someone dare say something about me i wouldn't take kindly to it. i will admit, i was sensitive and sometimes that made me an asshole and go for the lowest blows and i am not proud of that. i am not.

i just. sometimes was very unpleasant.

i don't lead a perfect life, let me tell you that. it's a rather sad one, with some more uplifting chapters, but the majority of it is just full of traumatic events and otherwise melancholy atmosphere that it is noteworthy to say i haven't much touched on this as an adult in a respectful manner, per se. i've mostly just been brutally honest, maybe in some ways hurtful by the truth, but they were things that needed to be said.

but, like stated earlier, i like to think there has been a lot of growth in my mindset. i learned how to better take care of myself, learning how to unravel the deep rooted trauma i have and reteach myself how to be a person, just this time nearly 2 decades old. i learned how to take moments in stride. to realize, okay yes until about this year i knew absolutely nothing about myself. for the most part. i just had this shell on, and inside was this person who was so... much different than i thought i was; than everyone else thought i was. i became more open, or at least more accepting of criticism. i took the things people said and didn't always take them to heart or believe them or even sometimes buy into what they told me. i learned that sometimes my own opinion of myself is all that really matters. it's hard to say, but i suck at being independent. yes, i buy groceries and i pay rent and i live on my own but i will say that i'm not really a person who can do the whole on-their-own thing, yknow? i struggle to be on my own. but, i will say i did learn more responsibility. i manage my bills and i make sure i complete the things that i am supposed to in my daily life as much as possible. i go to doctors appointments and endocrinologist appointments and once i ventured all the way to downtown torontk to meet my surgeon for my chest surgery.

i never really thought i would also be a quiet person as i grew up. i'm a homebody. i don't read much anymore, despite having tons of books that peak my interest and hyperfixations. i don't really game much. i like to watch a lot of youtube, most times just commentary on true crime or trendy media or sometimes just video games. i like theory videos on movies and shows and games i like, i like to also look at alternate reality things. i am interested heavily in the idea that there are parallel universes to ours. i frequently draw, i enjoy semi-realism and cartoon/anime styles. i've been drawing since around fifth grade or so. i like to sometimes do makeup, as occasionally i do drag. i enjoy fashion, and i enjoy photography. i enjoy poetry and songwriting, i am into pretty much every single genre of music except country. i did not think that i would be a stoner, but i mean it is better than everything else i could be doing. i used to drink heavily, which caused me a lot of health issues including hospitalization so i had to stop. i vape, i will smoke darts the odd time if i have a taste for them i otherwise put them in my b0ng. i like to ride my bike, i have a schwinn bicycle. i spend a lot of time alone on the telephone or video call with my partner, we've been together for half of a year. i like to sleep, that is something i never imagined liking when i was younger. i like to cook, when i have the resources. i have a green thumb for succulent plants. i like to drink tea, that has never changed. although, i sometimes enjoy coffee. i believe in astrology and the studies of the stars. i believe in tarot and crystal work and divination. i like to analyze birthcharts. i like to practice meditation and sometimes shifting. i am a generally calm person, a lot of people find comfort in me for some odd reason. most of my friends come to me when they need help- i am often seen as a parental friend. i am not very interesting. i am just a person who has been through a lot, and has quite a bit of words in their brain to share.

um yeah. sorry this ran long.

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iamakoifishnow · 3 years

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*read it like that one audio, since that what it’s based off*

At first I was like

haha funny name (Iamakoifishnow)

as a joke!

but man…

I DONT THINK ITS A JOKE ANYMORE

#i don’t think it’s a joke anymore #thats actually a common tag wow #Haha funny joke #haha funny name #If the name is hard to tell it’s:#I am a koi fish now #The name is based off of the fact that my name is Kai #And I saw someone type “Koi” and though I’m they were talking to me at first #So I jokingly charged my user #But again #I don’t think it’s a joke anymore…#Another thing is I find it kind of funny #When people on discord actually call me “Koi” since I’ve changed my nickname on a few servers #Cause it’s again A JOKE #But I actually kinda like the name so ٩( ᐛ )و #Wait ima tag that #٩( ᐛ )و #HAHA

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jschllatt · 3 years

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𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐀 𝐌��𝐕𝐄 | 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐭

Prompt: HIIIIIII i hope you are doing well !!!! i love your writing sm and would like to make a request !!!! i would love something in which schlatt n reader are both streamers/youtubers and have been friends for a while but they both like eachother and dont wanna ruin it ? and one of them finally makes a “first move” after like yearsss of being friends ?! sorry it’s not super specific but :( it can be any length of your choosing, whatever you feel up to writing !!! thank you and u are da best !!!!!

Warnings: Swears

Words: 1229

Not too sure if I like this one so feedback is much appreciated :)

You had a big problem.

It was the type of problem that nagged at your brain all day, reminding you of your predicament even when you tried to ignore it. It dominated your focus, making it difficult to even think properly no matter what you did. What exactly was your problem? The answer was rather simple: you had fallen for your best friend, Schlatt. After years of friendship, you found it difficult to keep your feelings strictly platonic—Schlatt was simply too charismatic, too funny, too attractive. It seemed as though your feelings had hit you like a truck, and they only deepened as time progressed. You debated confronting your feelings head on by confessing your love to Schlatt, though you feared its outcome. He definitely didn’t like you back—not in that way. You two had been friends for years and you were going to ruin it just because you had caught feelings for him? No way.

And so, you avoided your problem until it got out of hand.

It was around two a.m. when you started streaming, your bright room a stark contrast to the darkness outside. You hadn’t streamed in a few days and decided that there was no better time to do so—you weren’t even close to being tired and you figured a majority of your streamer friends were still online, anyways.

“Oh, Schlatt’s awake.” You observed quietly once you opened discord, noticing the green dot displayed next to his icon. You tried to hide your excitement as you messaged your best friend, a small smile on your face as you typed, hi schlatt <3. Seconds later, a ping signalled his reply, to which you laughed at as it read, fuck off. That was expected. You were just about to respond before your phone began to ring. Looking down, you saw Schlatt’s contact lighting up your screen. Feigning annoyance, you asked your chat rhetorically, “Oh God, what does he want?”

Answering the call, you tried to keep your expression neutral as you were met with Schlatt’s stoic expression. He remained silent for a few seconds and you interrupted the quietness by saying, “Hello?” He continued to ignore you, staring at the screen blankly, and you were just about to speak again before he yelled, “Go to sleep.”

“Only if you come here and make me.” You replied somewhat flirtatiously, instantly regretting it—you feared what your chat would look like when you dared to glance at it. “Okay.” Schlatt chirped, then hung up. Chuckling softly, you rolled your eyes, muttering to your chat about how annoying he was. You couldn’t help but smile, however, once you realized that was Schlatt’s way of showing he cared—it wasn’t the most straightforward way of doing so, but you recognized his intentions nevertheless. You tried to conceal your adoration by changing the subject, talking to your chat about random things. A lot of your viewers had chastised you for being up so late, but you assured them that it was common for those who streamed for a living to rely on two hours of sleep. Time passed, and your chat began to flood with surprised exclamations, all regarding Schlatt—had he joined your stream? Your question was answered just moments later.

On my way.

“Real funny, Schlatt.” You deadpanned, rolling your eyes at the dono displayed across your monitor.

It was quiet once again. Your chat had eventually become interested, for the most part, in your new content rather than Schlatt’s presence, which you were grateful for—you couldn’t bear to think about the man any longer without letting your mind wander. Did he really care about you or was he just trying to be funny? Even though the two of you had been best friends for years, he was quite difficult to read. It wasn’t often that he was serious with you. Sure, the two of you had your fair share of deep conversations, but Schlatt had always found a way to be sarcastic or humorous in most situations.

Sighing, you tried to focus on your stream. Minutes passed, and your viewers could tell that you were off. They interpreted it as you being tired, to which you used as an excuse to end stream. “I’m sorry, guys, I am tired. I guess Schlatt was right.” You chuckled halfheartedly, hoping your viewers couldn’t sense your disappointment as you mentioned your best friend’s name. Luckily, they didn’t, and you were quick to end your stream with a dejected sigh. Snap out of it, he’s your best friend—nothing more. You found it hard to listen to your thoughts, and plopped down unceremoniously onto your bed, frowning. Why did you have to catch feelings for him? You shut your eyes and tried to push your thoughts away, focusing on the sound of gentle breeze that swept through your window. The night was rather warm and its gentleness offered you solace. However, after a few minutes of peace, your tranquility was interrupted by a knock at the door. You felt panic arise in your chest, startled by the sudden noise. It was nearly three in the morning, who in the world could have possibly been at your house?

Schlatt.

As you looked through the peephole in your door, you observed your best friend standing on your front steps, his expression one of amusement.

Shit. He was really here? He wasn’t joking?

Ignoring the onslaught of anxious thoughts that flooded your mind, you swung the front door open. “What are you doing here?” You asked quietly, confused as you met his eyes. He smirked at you proudly before chuckling, “I told you to go to sleep, you said to come here and make you. Here I am.” You looked at your best friend incredulously, shocked that he took your words so seriously. “I-I was kidding, I didn’t think you’d-”

“Yeah, yeah, well it’s too late now.” Dumbfounded, you stared at Schlatt in response, gesturing for him to come in once you gained your composure. Schlatt towered over you once he entered your house, a smug look on his face as he observed your shocked self. “What? Surprised I can actually keep a promise?” You huffed in response, crossing your arms as you raised an eyebrow at him, “Yes.” Schlatt snickered and plopped down onto the couch, looking around your living room. “Nice place you got here.”

“You’ve been here before, idiot.” You countered, sitting down beside him with pursed lips. The rapid beat of your heart was not helping your case as you tried to remain calm, sitting so close to Schlatt that your knees were touching. The two of you sat in an awkward silence and you glanced over at your best friend curiously. Instantly, he met your gaze, staring at you with a ghost of a smile. Your eyes flickered down to look at his lips briefly, and you noticed Schlatt do the same, taking in your appearance with adoring eyes. Soon enough, you both had leaned in until your faces were inches away, practically sharing the same breath as you continued to stare at each other shamelessly. You were about to close the gap between the two of you before Schlatt mumbled smugly, “Go to sleep.”

Leaning impossibly closer toward his lips, you grabbed a hold of his sweatshirt, tugging his body into yours as you countered, “Just shut up and kiss me, idiot.”

Tags: @ialexabsuniverse @esylwen @quack42069 @mayberii @dreamiewrites @moonamor @kalliblast @forbidden-sin-bin

#jschlatt imagine #schlatt imagine #jschlatt x reader #schlatt x reader #mcyt imagine #mcyt x reader #jschlatt fluff #schlatt fluff

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finkisun · 2 years

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i should actually try to share my undertale concepts here instead of discord. so here are some(more like many)!! mostly skeleton-centric(like 99%)

wingding, papyrus, and sans are all siblings and were born before being trapped in the underground

for some particular reason i only refer to gaster as wingding and i personally use only they/them pronouns for them. refer to my next concept for kinda why?

in general knowledge cis and trans are opposites but their most common way to differentiate by definition depends on "what is your gender now, compared to what your assigned gender at birth is". i don't think these terms are possible for skeletons because i don't think they have a sex, therefore cannot have a gender assigned at birth. pronouns don't really have anything to do with that and i personally think sans and papyrus use he/him and wingding uses they/them

skeletons are actually very sensitive to more damp weather or cold weather. warm weather is the best for them. the reason for this, is because for extreme cold weather, ice can potentially build up in their joints and that can be excruciatingly painful and cause damage(maybe be permanent). more damp weather is more likely to actually grow other bacteria like mold which can most definitely also damage bones and joints. i understand that this can be unrealistic as in my head, it can be affected by weather similarly to wood

undyne and sans have australian accents

papyrus is will wood, go to hell. he wrote love, me normally

papyrus crash lands when he flies for fun

sans has gravity magic so he can like- climb walls. and stuff. ask him to change a light bulb

skeletons don't have genitals. i cannot tell you how much i hate the ecto concept

grillby has an ability to absorb fire which actually is really helpful in case of an actual fire that isn't him!!

when fire elementals don't feel safe or are overwhelmed or anything, they can revert to a form i call a "spark" where it's like a tiny flame. looks like a dollop. refer to my spark cover

the riverperson is a skeleton!!

papyrus plays the piano(yes this is directly related to the will wood thing). sans plays brass instruments!!

i actually think that the skeleton siblings are very odd looking compared to other skeletons. i think in "skeleton culture", birth defects and deformities are actually very common but can still be considered "abnormalities". sans and wingding have fused skulls so do not have a detachable mandible so it's very hard for them to speak. sans is extremely short for a grown skeleton while most skeletons are very tall. papyrus has extremely small and asymmetrical eye sockets which make him sight-impaired. wingding also has cracks/slits up and down their skull

(in monster years(question mark)): wingding is the oldest. sans is 4 years younger than wingding. papyrus is 6 years younger than sans and 10 years younger than wingding

a skeleton is born with their font; names are not given by the one who birthed them

more story/fic related concepts now

someone(can be anyone) has been attempting to communicate with wingding after they've passed through the void. that person takes echo flowers, speaks into them, before throwing them into the core which supposedly passes them onto the other side to the void. this person actually has no idea if these messages are making it through. but there's no harm in trying. there's also no way(maybe) for wingding to communicate back

sans has always referred to wingding as "ma" since they were little because he's always joked that they baby the younger two and it just became a fun nickname that stuck. however, papyrus has been hearing this referral since near birth without ever knowing the context actually so he just assumed that wingding was actually their mom. eventually he found out but that's a big change, isn't it? "hey your mom that you've known your whole life, isn't actually your mom". it's no one's fault in particular and it may not seem like a big deal but that's a big change in information

#incoherent mumbling #like very incoherent #i'm really sorry for this very long post!!#i think undertale is my special interest which may or may not be good for my mental health #i might add more in the future but that's probably a bad idea #undertale

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yuta-nakamots · 4 years

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misfit - j.sc

Pairing - Sungchan x Reader

Genre - Horror/Thriller, Angst, Fluff

Warnings - serial killer, character death, violence, murder, implications of sex

Summary - A murderer is on the loose, killing with no regret and ending the lives of more than just a few people. No one knew who it was, turning against each other upon even the slightest bit of doubt. Maybe you should’ve been more careful with who you chose to trust.

Word Count - 5.3k

A/N - this is inspired entirely from a dream I had a few days ago. I've added very little to what I saw in my dream aside from Sungchan as the male lead. yes, I am freaked out by this and yes, I am scared of writing for Sungchan bc I don’t know his personality all too well but as an ‘01 liner myself I have faith in us

Written for the #NeoHalloween writing festival hosted by @nct-writers. Check out the masterlist here.

For five months now, your town has lived in fear. A serial killer was on the loose and he was known by the name of Hickleback Jack though no one knew where the name came from or who had started it. Each month, the population of your town voted on the local community board to have one person executed who they thought was Hickleback Jack. So far, not a single guess was right leaving five innocent people dead. Well, five plus an extra thirty, give or take.

See, the thing about Hickleback Jack, was that every time the votes came in at the end of the month, he could see just who voted for him and targeted them as his next victims. He killed six of those people over the following month, adding up to seven dead each time the town guessed incorrectly. It was getting to a point where no one trusted each other, no one dared to say anything against each other in fear of being accused or in fear of being the next to fall mercy to Hickleback Jack.

Not much was known about this killer other than his appearance. He’s male with a tall and broad figure though he always covers his face with some kind of mask. His common weapon is known to be an axe. People have claimed to have seen him late at night under the dim orange glow of the street lamps but he was never caught by the authorities, leaving everyone restless and waiting for the next kill.

The night was still young when you had gotten home from school and it was a Friday night which was basically an open invitation for you to call over your boyfriend, Sungchan. He had transferred in to your university at the start of the school year, and had ended up sitting next to you during your sophomore seminar class, leading to the start of your friendship with him.

A simple friendship soon blossomed into a relationship after Sungchan’s bright personality began shining through his somewhat intimidating exterior. You lived without fear when Sungchan was around, the love you had for him blocking out anything else in the world that wasn’t him.

You sat on your bed, your homework spread out in front of you while you held your phone up to your ear. “Do you want to come over tonight?” You ask as soon as he picks up your call.

You hear rustling on the other end of the call before Sungchan clears his throat and speaks, his voice husky from sleep. “Sorry, can you repeat that?”

“I said, do you want to come over tonight?” You paused and heard him yawn. “You fell asleep after class didn’t you?” You smiled to yourself thinking of your boyfriend’s handsome face as he napped after getting back to his apartment once he finished with his classes for the day, which was a common occurrence now that the semester was in full swing.

“Mmm,” he hummed in thought, “as much as I’d love to, I really shouldn’t have taken that nap because of how much homework I have.”

“Oh, that’s okay, do your homework first,” you reassure him, “maybe we can hang out some other time this weekend. It’s only Friday after all.”

“Definitely. Are you starting yours right now?” Sungchan asked.

“Yeah, I’d rather not wait and end up cramming on Sunday night.” You laughed, knowing that said event has happened more times that you’d like to admit.

Sungchan let out a noise of agreement. “I’ll let you know when I’m done with my homework though.”

“Same here.” You promised.

“Alright, let’s get to work and I’ll talk to you soon.” He told you.

“Sounds good, love you.”

“Love you too.”

With that you hung up, eager to start on your homework in hopes of getting to spend more time with your boyfriend. You actually had a lot of it this weekend thanks to molecular biology, and you figured that if you couldn’t talk to Sungchan, who had yet to take the course, you called up your study group discord instead. Luckily, many of them were in similar situations as you, faced with the daunting task of completing all the worksheets assigned during class earlier in the day.

“Okay so was anyone paying attention during the lecture today?” Your classmate Chenle asked.

“I know Yeji fell asleep so you’re in the same boat as her.” You interject, recalling the sight of both of them knocked out in their seats as the professor droned on about the functions of the structures inside cells.

Yeji let out a gasp of shock at how blatantly you called her out. “I may have fallen asleep but at least I still know that the mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell.”

“Everyone knows that, Yeji.” Your other classmate Jaemin said, his voice void of enthusiasm.

“Okay, Jaemin, we get it, Mr. Serious.” You teased.

“Yeah, this is a biology study group, not a bible study group, lighten up a little.” Chenle jokes.

Jaemin scoffed, “sometimes I feel like I’m the only one who’s trying to do well in this class.”

“Well not all of us enjoy the taste of coffee with six shots of caffeine in them.” Yeji argued back.

“Guys,” you called out as Jaemin and Yeji started arguing, “guys!” They finally stopped to hear what you had to say. “Let’s just get this over with sooner rather than later because I know none of us want to be awake at 2am trying to figure this out alone.”

“Agreed,” Chenle said, “so question three, the one about the DNA mutation, how is missense different from nonsense?”

“Missense is where one of the bases mutates and changes to something else, therefore changing the protein level,” Jaemin explained, “nonsense is the same theoretical concept except it spells out one of the stop codes.”

Yeji let out a groan, “can you slow down, or like, I don’t know, use easier words or something?”

Most of your night passed by like this and before you knew it, it was already nearing midnight and you could tell your classmates were just as exhausted as you. “I think we should call it here.”

“Definitely,” Yeji confirmed, “tomorrow morning at 10?”

You all let out similar answers of acknowledgement before Chenle spoke up. “The poll closes on tomorrow night so make sure to vote if you haven’t already.”

Because of how long this has been going on for, everyone was already on the same page once someone mentioned the poll or voting. “There were only five kills this month so I wouldn’t be surprised if the last one is announced tomorrow or Sunday morning.” Jaemin chimed in.

“All the recent kills were related to the university so I know a lot of people are suspecting someone in our age range.” Yeji informed the group.

Jaemin let out a chuckle, “if the killer actually is a college student, I wouldn’t be surprised since it is getting close to the last wave of midterms and then finals so that would explain why the victims fall into the same category.” The chat fell silent at that. “I’m just saying that he’s getting a little lazy by grouping all his kills like this.”

“Jaemin, are you sure you’re not the killer?” Chenle asked with a laugh at the end.

“Guys, I can promise you that I’m not the killer, I swear on my life.” Jaemin promised.

“Alright, that’s enough detective work for tonight, I’ll start the call again around 10 tomorrow. Sounds good?” You conclude, wanting to curl up under your covers already, which is exactly what you do once everyone wishes each other a good night and hung up.

Morning came a little too quickly for your liking, the bright sunlight flooding into your room through the window and forcing you awake. Checking your phone, you saw that it was 9:30am, meaning you had some time to spare before your next meeting with the bio study group, along with a notification from Sungchan that he had sent well after you had fallen asleep.

Sungchan > y/n

2:14am: Just got rescheduled to work opening shift tomorrow.

2:15am: Didn’t finish my homework but I can stop by at your house after work with my stuff and we can hang out and have fun once we’re both done?

Your heart warmed at how he stayed up late trying to finish his homework for you and that he suggested the idea of coming over after his shift at a small local restaurant finished just so the two of you could be together even if you’d be focusing on your own tasks for a while.

y/n > Sungchan

9:32am: Sorry I didn’t text back earlier, I just woke up!

9:32am: But of course you can come over, I might even be done with my work by then ;)

You plugged your phone to let it charge and left it on your nightstand as you made yourself breakfast downstairs. The house was quiet since your mom already left for work and you dad worked a night shift job and was probably sleeping at the moment. It was strangely serene as you prepared yourself a bowl of cereal though the calm was rudely interrupted by the sound of your ringtone coming from your room.

Deciding to get it after eating breakfast, you poured the cereal in first, thinking about the way Sungchan had told you before that he liked to pour the milk first and let the cereal soak up the milk. “It makes it super soggy and I like it.” He tried reasoning with you, to which you only raised an eyebrow at.

Just as you put the milk carton back into the refrigerator and was about to take a bit of your cereal, your phone started going off again. You placed your bowl onto the kitchen table and made your way back up to your bedroom to see what it was that was so important this early in the morning. Checking the notifications, it was Yeji who had been calling you so you shot her a message.

y/n > Yeji

9:39am: What’s up?

Yeji > y/n

9:40am: I just dreamt that it was Jaemin who was the killer

9:40am: please call me right now I feel like I’m going to go insane

You heeded her words and called her immediately. “So what happened in the dream?”

“I don’t know, I just remember being chased by a man with an axe and I was running to the school to try to see if I could get help but then I tripped and when I turned around, it was Jaemin.” Yeji blurted out without a single breath in between.

You paused, trying to take in all the information she just threw at you. “Do you have any reason as to why you think you dreamt this?”

“The way he was talking last night,” she stopped to catch her breath, “he spoke so in detail that I couldn’t help but overthink like, what if he is actually the killer? What if we’re next?”

“Well, you can vote for him in the poll if you want but personally, I don’t think it’s him.” You think of your next words carefully. “I’m not trying to invalidate your thoughts but Jaemin does come from a reputable family-”

“Y/n, it could be anyone. Family doesn’t matter. We have no information on the guy, we don’t know what economic class he’s in or anything.” Yeji interrupted.

You took a few seconds to gather your thoughts before speaking again. “That is true, but we all know Jaemin wants to be a surgeon right? He’s in all these difficult classes and he maintains such high grades-”

“Okay but how is that relevant?” Yeji interrupted yet again.

She was getting on your nerves but you held yourself back. “Listen, I’m just trying to say that with the amount of time and effort he puts into school, I don’t think he could be the killer. The killer plans his kills well enough that we just can’t find him and that probably takes just as much time as school does for us.”

Yeji took a while to respond though when she did, her words surprised you. “Now you’re starting to sound like the killer.”

“Yeji, I can promise you that it’s not me. I’m just as scared as you are in this whole situation,” you reasoned, “I’ll even vote for Jaemin if it makes you feel better.”

She let out a sigh across the line. “Okay fine. Maybe a kill will happen while we’re on the call and it’ll clear Jaemin’s name.”

“I think you’re letting it all get to you, just try not to think about it for a bit.” You advised.

“But am I really overreacting y/n? We live every day in fear of being the next victim. Tomorrow is not promised to any of us, so am I really overreacting?” You look over at the clock on your wall as she spoke, realizing that it’s already 9:55 and you should probably start the call already.

“No, I don’t think you’re overreacting, I’m just saying that constantly thinking about it to this extent isn’t good for you. We still have school to pay attention to,” you explain, “speaking of, I’m gonna start the call now.”

“I can’t just stop thinking about it that easily but whatever, let’s just hope that we’re not associating ourselves with a murderer by doing this.” You can only shake your head as you start the call.

Chenle joined immediately followed by Yeji. “Good morning ladies, President Zhong here. How are we doing on this fine day?”

You rolled your eyes even though a smile spread across your face. “I’m doing good, Mr. President. Ready to finish off these worksheets.”

“Good, good,” Chenle affirmed, sticking with his act, “and you, Miss Yeji?”

“Fine.” She shot out.

Chenle let out a quiet chuckle, “someone’s a little grumpy this morning. Maybe we should’ve met a bit later.”

“No, let’s just get this over with.” Yeji grumbled just as Jaemin joined.

“Great! Now that the head brain cell is here, let’s get this meeting started.” Chenle exclaimed.

Four hours into your meeting and eight out of ten worksheets later, your phone begins to ring with an incoming call from Sungchan. “Hold on guys, I gotta take this call. Hello?”

“I’m downstairs, come pick me up.” You couldn’t deny the butterflies that spread throughout your chest upon hearing your boyfriend’s voice. You got up to let him in though you certainly didn’t miss the teasing coming from your laptop as your classmates yelled about you and Sungchan.

As you made your way downstairs, you froze halfway down the stairs, seeing Sungchan already in the kitchen eating the bowl of cereal you forgot about. “I’m guessing you made this for yourself earlier and forgot to eat it.” He said through a mouthful of food.

“Babe, no, don’t eat that, it’s like five hours old. The milk is probably stale.” You exclaimed, worried about his health if it really did go bad.

Sungchan only shrugged as he took another spoonful into his mouth. “Tastes fine to me.”

You rolled your eyes before turning to head back upstairs. “Join me in my room once you’re ready, you cereal monster. Leave the dishes in the sink too.” As you returned to your room, you couldn’t help but wonder how Sungchan got in though you figure he’s probably seen you use the spare key under the doormat a couple times since you often were too lazy to get your own keys out of your bag most of the time.

When you sat down in front of your computer again, Jaemin had just finished explaining the answer to the problem you guys were working on earlier so you chimed in asking him to go over it again though he was quickly overrun by an excited Chenle. “Is Sungchan there?” He practically yelled.

“No, not yet, he’s eating some soggy cereal downstairs.” You inform him.

“Alright, let me know when he comes in.” Chenle says, unphased by your boyfriends’ odd preference of cereal.

Halfway through Jaemin’s explanation, Sungchan came into your room, placing his bag down at the foot of the bed before he took his jacket off and stripped out of his work uniform. “I heard a door open, is that Sungchan?” Chenle shouted over Jaemin once more.

“I never get to fucking speak in this group.” Jaemin huffed, at which Chenle muttered a quick ‘sorry’ back.

“Yes, Chenle, Sungchan is here,” you announce, looking over at the boy in question who had just finished pulling a shirt over his head and winked when he saw you staring at his body, “he seems very flirty today, must be because of you, Mr. Zhong.”

Sungchan sits down next to you and places a kiss on your cheek, smelling oddly of cleaning supplies, but you pay no mind to that, figuring he must have used them at work. “How’s it going Chenle?” He asks, though his attention is only on you and he places his hands on your cheeks and leaves a quick kiss on your lips.

“I’m gonna pretend I didn’t just hear the two of you kissing,” Chenle remarks, earning a laugh from Sungchan, “but anyways, you should come back to the basketball team. We miss our giant point guard, you know.”

“Nah, I’m too busy these days. I already have work and school plus I still want to spend time with y/n.” He commented as he shifted to lie on his stomach next to you.

“Man, who knew a girl would be all it took to make this dude throw his love for basketball out the window.” Chenle taunted.

“Love makes you do things, you know how it is.” Sungchan replied, resting his head on your thigh.

Running a hand through his hair, “anyways,” you divert, “back to what Jaemin was saying about meiosis.”

“Thank you, y/n, I thought I’d never be able to speak again.” Jaemin uttered pointedly. “As I was saying, the main difference between meiosis and mitosis is that it creates four daughter cells instead of two like mitosis does.”

“Hey guys, wait, did you see the article that just came out?” Yeji inquired. “It’s another death.”

There was a moment of silence before anyone said anything. “No but you can read it to us.” Chenle concluded.

“Okay,” you could hear the deep breath Yeji took before reading the article, “it says here that the body was found at around 1:20pm in an alley between the lower-income housing apartments, the cause of death is assumed to be by Hickleback Jack using his axe, and the estimated time of death is anywhere from 12 to 1pm.”

“Wow,” Jaemin began, “so he just killed out in broad daylight.”

“Not gonna lie Jaemin, but I thought you were the killer.” Yeji let out blatantly.

You were mildly shocked at her bluntness, but not surprised given how stressed everyone was. “Me?” Jaemin gasped, “Yeji, you know I’m pretty much Rapunzel with how much time I spend in my room studying. And when I’m not studying, I’m either editing pictures or playing video games.”

“It’s true,” Chenle confirms, “he really doesn’t leave his room. We had a sleepover once and I felt like I was becoming a hermit like him.” Sungchan slightly wheezed at that, sending Chenle over the moon. “Did you hear that? Did you guys hear that? Sungchan thinks I’m funny!”

“Yeah yeah, enough about me being a hermit. But Yeji,” Jaemin addressed, “why did you think it was me?”

Yeji hesitated before responding. “I just- the way you were talking the other night...I don’t know. It just sounded so specific and detailed that I couldn’t help but think that it could have been you.”

“I don’t think a murderer would simply reveal his plans like that, you know.” Sungchan proposed.

“Well yeah, but it’s just the way he spoke, it was like he had things organized...you know what? Let’s forget I said that, but I know the four of us are clear.” Yeji resigned.

Sungchan sat up, “wait, why am I not cleared?”

“Y/n, what time did he call you?”

“Like 2-ish.”

“Exactly. Sungchan, you don’t have an alibi, as far as we know, until 2 and the time of death is stated to be 12 to 1pm.”

“I was at work earlier in the day, though.”

“Can you prove it to us?” Yeji pressed on.

“Yeah, my coworkers can vouch for me.”

You were quite surprised at how aggressive Yeji was being towards your boyfriend but you didn’t see any reason to stop her since she had very valid arguments. “Send a screenshot of it to Chenle and we’ll verify you from there.” Yeji commanded.

Sungchan slouched down a little next to you. “I don’t have the numbers of my coworkers though.”

“Alright, then you’re still on the list of suspects.”

After finishing all the worksheets for microbio and ending the call around 3:30, Sungchan pulled out his laptop and started typing away at a half-finished lab report for his human A&P class. You fell asleep curled into his body, his warmth and the constant tapping of his keyboard lulling you to sleep.

When you woke again, you immediately noticed the absence of a large boy next to you and frowned to yourself. As you came to, you heard noise coming from the kitchen and identified your mother’s voice followed by Sungchan’s. Noticing the time on your phone, you guess that he was probably helping her prepare dinner since it was already past 6 and your family ate around 7 before your dad left for work.

By the time you made yourself presentable and came downstairs, your mom and Sungchan were already setting the table. “Looks like our sleepyhead finally woke up.” Your mother exclaimed, making you grimace. “You didn’t tell me Sungchan was staying over,” you were about to open your mouth to say that you didn’t know that either but you weren’t given the chance to do so, “it’s okay, especially with that killer still on the loose, it makes me feel better knowing there’s someone around to protect my baby.”

You looked at Sungchan as if asking him for answers though he seemed to only avoid your gaze, reluctantly taking the seat across from you at the dining table. Your father walked in, delighted to see your boyfriend. “Sungchan! Good to see you, how are things at school?” He asked as he joined you all at the table.

“Okay for the most part, I haven’t taken to my writing class all that much though I enjoy my other science classes.” Sungchan answers.

Your dad hums in approval while you stare down Sungchan, trying to get him to look at you. “Remind me again what you’re majoring in again?” Your mom asks, Sungchan whips his head around faster than you can make eye contact with him.

“I’m majoring in forensics.” He states.

“Interesting, interesting,” your father contemplates, “you know, y/n here wants to become a pediatrician. The two of you are practically opposites in the science field, one dealing with crime and the other dealing with children.”

Sungchan let out a laugh, “I guess opposites really do attract then.”

You hated how well he entertained your parents and you hated how much they liked him. For the rest of dinner you tried to pin him down through your stares and even played a game of footsie with him but nothing seemed to work. It was only once the two of you were back in your room getting ready for bed that you were able to talk to him.

“Look, I’m not mad at you or anything, I’d just appreciate it if you talked to me first before just telling my parents that you’re staying over.” You told him as you went through your skincare routine.

Sungchan jumped onto your bed as he apologized. “Sorry, I just thought that since both of us finished our homework and with the killing today, it would just make sense for me to stay over.” He opened his arms, inviting you in as you stood up after finishing your night routine.

You copied him, jumping into your bed straight onto Sungchan, effectively pushing the air out of his body. He grunted as your weight fell onto him though he still wrapped his arms around your waist and shifted you up the length of your body so your face was level with his. “Hi” you giggle, shy from the sudden close proximity.

“Hey.” He says back with a smile as you slide off him, leaving an arm and leg slung over his body. “Tired?”

“No, not really, I took a nap earlier since someone didn’t care to wake me up.”

“You looked too cute, besides, you need all the rest you can get.” Sungchan explained, using his free hand to squish your cheeks. “If you’re really not tired then I know a way to make you tired.” His hand found its way down to your butt to further emphasize his point.

“Ew, no, not now.” You quickly refused, moving his hand up to your waist. “Just go to sleep and I’ll probably fall asleep after you anyways.”

“Oh wait,” Sungchan said, reaching over you to the nightstand for his phone, “did you vote on the poll yet?”

“No, I almost forgot.” You groaned, lazily reaching for your phone as well.

You pull up the local community board and enter your information, looking at the list of all the citizens, pondering on who you’d give your vote to. “Who are you voting for?” Sungchan asks, looking over at your screen.

“I really don’t know.” You tell him, though truthfully, you had someone in mind.

Thanks to the nap you had, you really couldn’t fall asleep no matter how hard you tried. You ended up dozing off occasionally but you’d wake up half an hour later only more irritated than when you first fell asleep.

You don’t remember what time it was, but at some point, Sungchan had removed himself from your grasp, unaware that you were still awake, though you made no effort to stop him thinking that he was just going to use the restroom and come back. Five minutes passed, five minutes turned into ten, then twenty, and you decided to check on him once thirty minutes had passed.

The house was completely dark, not even the light from the bathroom was on. You checked inside in case Sungchan had maybe gotten hurt and passed out, but he was nowhere to be found. After searching almost all the rooms in your house, you had yet to find any sign of him. After a bit of thinking, you had wandered out to your mothers’ greenhouse thinking that maybe some time with the plants would help to calm your mind.

It did anything but that.

Not long after setting foot inside of the small shed, you heard screams coming from nearby, getting closer and closer. You watched from the inside of the tinted glass as three girls ran through your backyard and into the next property. You couldn’t help it that you were frozen to your core, knowing who was coming.

You saw his frame as he jumped over the fence from the other end of your yard, axe in hand, running through the open grass and you thought he might have noticed you until he stopped dead in his tracks, his eyes glued on you. You should’ve ducked down as soon as the girls ran past but it was too late now and there was no second way out of the greenhouse.

You knew you should have tried to run, maybe smash through the glass panelling but something in you told you that maybe, just maybe, you’d be able to stop him. Steeling your nerves as he crosses the threshold of the greenhouse, you call out to him. “I know who you are.”

“I’m well aware of that.”

It was as if your world was crumbling before you, the once so comfortable relationship you knew felt fake, even though Sungchan, your loving boyfriend stood right there. The only difference was that you knew who he really was.

“Why?” You start, “why did you kill all those innocent people?”

“It’s all for fun, y/n.”

“What do you mean ‘for fun’? Those are real people you know, people with families and friends who miss them dearly.” You nearly cry out as he continues to approach you.

“You see, life is a game.” He paused his words as he came to stand in front of you. “Laws are nothing but a social construct that us humans follow mindlessly until our own demise.”

He takes a step closer to you, but you stand your ground. “Laws are what keep us safe and keep us happy. They allow us to lead our lives peacefully with others-”

“They are nothing but limits.” He closes the distance between the two of you, an arm wrapping around your waist, pulling you towards him, and you allow him to do so. “My dear, sweet, y/n. If only you weren’t so smart, I wouldn’t be faced with this dilemma.”

“You wouldn’t kill me.” You were trying to persuade him just as much as you were to yourself. “You’d never.”

“Oh? And what makes you think that?”

“You love me.”

“I do, I love you so dearly, but now that you know who’s behind all the killings, there’s no way that I can let you go.” You felt his axe nudge the back of your leg as he brought both arms around you. To an outsider, it would look as if a couple were having a conversation, but for you, this was a fight for your life.

“Take off the mask.”

“Why should I?”

“So I can talk to you properly.”

He took off the mask without much more convincing, his normally handsome face now distorted by the crazed look in his eyes. People often say that the eyes are the windows to the soul, and if they really were, then Sungchan didn’t have a soul.

“I swear to you that I won’t ever tell anyone about this, about you.”

“I don’t believe that you’ll keep that promise, my dear.”

“You know how much I love you. As long as we can stay together, I will not say anything.”

“This is not a tale of beauty and the beast. I am no beast to be tamed and there is no happy ending to this story.”

“Sungchan, no. You don’t mean that.”

“Do I really not mean it, or is that what you would like to believe? Something tells me it’s the latter.” He held you tight against him with one arm, the other raising his axe. “It’s truly a shame that your beauty must go to waste, you were truly a wonderful person both inside and out but I’m afraid that your life must end here.”

Before he could prep his swing, you pulled away and grabbed the nearest pot, launching it at him, the ceramic breaking against his head making dirt rain down upon both of you.

Not even a second passed before his axe was flying at you, lodging itself into your neck, nearly severing your head from your shoulder. You should’ve been thankful really, thankful that Sungchan had given you a quick death, not his usual route since it was so painless and easy for both the victim and the assailant.

He liked a struggle, but for you he made an exception out of love so that the last thing you’d see was him, your lover, before everything stopped.

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