𝐀𝐋𝐋―𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋!

𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐎!

[hakstar]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤYUNJIN … EVER SINCE THE DEATH OF NO SPIN … THE FIRE … I'M RIDDLED WITH HORRID THOUGHTS. I LOST MY FRIENDS, & … I FEAR I'M LOSING MY MIND!

independentㅤ&ㅤprivateㅤ&ㅤselective.ㅤheavily removed from canonㅤ&ㅤheavily headcanon based.ㅤ(do not follow first if you're a dead by daylight-centric blog!)ㅤㅤ━━ㅤㅤHAK JIWOON,ㅤotherwise known asㅤTHE TRICKSTER,ㅤfromㅤBEHAVIOUR'S DEAD BY DAYLIGHT,ㅤa south korean solo idol & serial killer who makes his music with the screams of his victims.

A STUDY ONㅤ...ㅤthe horrors of the kpop industry,ㅤgifted child syndrome & the broken ace,ㅤthe lengths one will go to in order to be unforgettable,ㅤmorbid & macabre themes in art.

AFFILIATED WITHㅤ...ㅤㅤmanajin ♡

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤI SEE AWFUL THINGS BEHIND CLOSED EYES. ALL THAT GUIDES ME THROUGH THE DARK FOG IS TURNING MY PAIN INTO SOUND … POURING THE THROES OF DEATH FROM MY HEART TO A SONG!

[hakstar]

yunwoon halloween cosmetics.........

[hakstar]

they're event rewards too ... nothing is ever enough for me to start playing dbd again but ngl this is the closest they could ever get.

[hakstar]

kiss. i guess.

yun... ♡♡♡

[hakstar]

hey

omg hey.......... tell me more about how you wanna put me in a coffin.

[hakstar]

taps a finger beneath jiwoon's chin, gives a contemplative hum. then, moves in to kiss him.

teasingly, his head raises a bit, accompanied by an arch of his eyebrow that gives him an undeniably smug look. though, the moment he notices aesop start to lean closer, he does the same, bringing a hand up to hook his pointer finger on the hem of the already pulled down mask. he tugs it, a bit, though its only for show― rather than with any intent to actually pull it further down, made obvious with the way he smirks as their lips press together.

aesop smells ... clinical. it's not a bad scent, by any means. (the trickster is very familiar with the smell of more modern chemicals, the smell of embalming fluids is hardly something to turn his nose up at.) but it's always something he notes.

"do you have to look like you're examining me so intensely when you do so much as try to kiss me?"ㅤhe stays just as lighthearted, voicing his over-exaggerations accompanied by a small roll of his eyes. his hand then moves, swiping a thumb under the embalmer's lips.ㅤ(his eyes easily betray how much he enjoys the intensity of it, if his tone didn't.)ㅤ"i'm in good health, y'know?"

[hakstar]

yeah i'll be real normal about the new key mv i'm sure.

[shineeflac]

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[matzmeow]

✰ INCEPTION.

uncensored beneath the cut (mild blood warning.)

[manajin]

[100+ unread messages from hak jiwoon]

pinches the bridge of her nose. opens the messages.

[sms - hak jiwoon] you could have called me.

[hakstar]

[sms - lee yunjin] :(

this message is then repeated 10+ times.

[joshuasmullet]

TAP ⟡ TAEYONG

[hakstar]

i go to aesop like "we should write these characters together" & then it does something so bad to both of us.

[embalmin]

index finger comes to rest gently below jiwoon's chin, and aesop's brows lift slightly as he speaks. it is... refreshing, truly, to have someone else's input! someone who, unlike mr. jerry, seems to care about the work, the effort put into the process than the end goal. it all ends up the same, of course, but to have this new outlook on things, it leaves aesop considering new perspectives. is it a sin, if the person is willing while they're alive? will his careful, precise cuts leave jiwoon more beautiful than he'd been in life? he's certainly thought such things before; there have been other beautiful people who have arrived on his table, devoid of life and any spark of joy that this man seems to have, but ones that could benefit from... something greater. despite this spark, though, aesop knows the pretense of a false smile, but he says nothing and instead hums, contemplative. ❝ it is your call, yes. ❞ he says after a moment, and lowers his hand away from jiwoon's face.

his eyes crinkle slightly. ❝ i could do things to your preference, as well. it wouldn't be the first time i've done such a thing, and i have doubts it would be the last. everyone has preferences, in positioning and makeup. i'd do whatever you asked, as long as you'd offer me creative freedom over the execution. ❞ aesop gently prods jiwoon's chest, a teasing gesture accompanied by a soft sound that may resemble a laugh. ❝ but, you did ask how i would do it, you know. and i would prefer to keep you as close to the masterpiece that you are now. ❞

he draws his hands back, clasps them in front of himself. ❝ you deserve to be vibrant, jiwoon, in life and in death. i'd like to offer that to you without all of the blood. ❞

[hakstar]

a quiet―ㅤbut still incredibly rhythmic―ㅤhum, as if bouncing aesop's words back & forth in his mind. he gets it, really. everyone has their artistic process. he hates to give too much leeway to those who try to have control over what's his, & he can imagine any good artist has that same sort of stubborn pride with their work. it was rude of him to suggest otherwise, but it doesn't seem like it was taken too much to heart, so he plays along to the humorous tone, holding his hands up in an overly elaborate defensive gesture.ㅤ"alright, i get it! forgive me for asking, forgive me!"ㅤa snicker, that devolves into a series of high-pitched, rough cackles, & he almost shoots to cover his mouth with one of his hands closed into a fist once he realizes how many are slipping past his lips.

he calls him a masterpiece―ㅤtells him he deserves to be vibrant―ㅤ& jiwoon can't help but soak in such words, letting them brighten his already blindingly bright expression, & allowing the excess light to ignite stars in his wide brown eyes.

his arms cross over his chest, & head tilts slightly to the side.ㅤ"aah, i think i'd let you do whatever you wanted. we all have our areas of expertise."ㅤa slight wave of one of his hands, peeking up from where it was tucked into his other arm.ㅤ"wouldn't want to stifle your ideas, you clearly have what you would wanna do in mind."ㅤ& who is he not to admire someone with that sort of dangerous tenacity?ㅤnot enough people have it these days,ㅤhe thinks. far too easy to make people bend hand & foot if it pleases the people above them.ㅤ"half of my ideas would probably be too elaborate, anyway. i doubt i'm the most conventional sort. i think those sorts of burial things where they make people into jewelry & stuff, or throw their ashes out of a plane, are cooler than anything."ㅤanother laugh, & for a moment, seeking some sort of recognition in the embalmer's expression,ㅤtrying to see whether or not to play that off as a joke or not.ㅤ"but, you know, i just think there's something pretty cool & artistic about things most people don't, so maybe i've got something a bit loose up there."

[embalmin]

❝ absolutely unforgettable, ❞ aesop confirms, his hands gripping tighter to jiwoon's own. to be met with such enthusiasm... it's new! exciting! most don't come to him with such questions, they only come to him for the finality of things. and, of course, he is a compassionate man, and he does his job with careful, precise hands. but to be asked! oh, he feels how those men in silent films surely do! to be recognized, acknowledged for his talents, it is something that aesop carl has yearned for since mr. jerry first placed a tool in his hand. ❝ i set out to make certain that everyone who comes to me leaves this life with grace. you will be no different in that treatment, but you're quite dazzling already. my work will be cut out for me, thanks to that. ❞

one hand lifts to grasp firmly at jiwoon's chin, and aesop carefully turns the other man's head this way and that, simply observing. ❝ you have beautiful bone structure, jiwoon. i'd only need to highlight a few areas of interest. it would almost be a shame to alter this face too severely with my kit. cutting into you, i believe, would be a sin as well. but, all in the name of becoming memorable... ❞

[hakstar]

for a moment, he only stares down at their joined hands. it's been a long time since he's felt so ...ㅤunbotheredㅤ... with being suddenly grabbed in such a way. usually, such things were simply allowed, with a knowing glint in his brown eyes that if he got his way, they'd be a body restrained by their arms to the pipes of an abandoned building when he's done with them. he's forgotten what it's like to have a genuinely interested & appreciative display of physical contact ...ㅤsomething that spoke to hak jiwoon,ㅤrather than to the trickster.

but, the embalmer's hand moves to his face, & jiwoon slips right back into his usual, helping to guide his head each direction, & tilting his neck in the way that stylists & choreographers alike have always told him to.ㅤit highlights your jawline,ㅤthey told him during his debut. he's always carried himself with his head held high ever since then.

"well, i'd do anything to be memorable,"ㅤhe says, with a subtle smile―ㅤthis, too, a controlled expression, so as not to disturb makeup artists who continued working diligently even while cameras were shoved in his face backstage.ㅤ"aㅤfew cuts here & thereㅤdon't distract from the beauty of it all. if i could even be so bold, i'd argue it makes some things even prettier."ㅤmorbid art is still art, & more often than not, jiwoon thinks that's more memorable than the watered down, mass-produced bullshit that the machine spews out.ㅤ"i don't think it's a sin, &, well, that's my call, isn't it?"

[hakstar]

[twirling his hair] would you walk me through your process? music has never been a strong suit, how do you get inspiration? :)

"y'know, this thing should be some sort of insider secret,"ㅤnot really. people in his era ask him this question constantly, & he gives the same general answer every time ... he's allowed to have a bit of fun with it, here.ㅤ"but i'll give you some special privileges."ㅤeyes scrunch with his smile, giving way to the fact the prior exaggerations were exactly that―ㅤjust teasing.ㅤ"ah, where do i begin, really ... there's so much beauty to be found in the world. i guess that's the best place to start? i want my art to be real, real as it can get, & there's no better way to do that than to use people as inspiration, right? people are as real as it gets."ㅤthe average person, that is.ㅤthe trickster of all people knows just how fake corporate entities & the things they drag around like dogs on leashes can be. he's much like that himself, though he loathes to put himself into either of those two categories, so he doesn't! he's an artist, plain & simple, he just has pride in his work!

"reeeeally hard to separate beauty from a person. each person's lived dozens of unique experiences, even if it doesn't seem like it. no one reacts to the exact same thing the exact same way,"ㅤno one makes the same scream for the same cut, no one cries the same names when their loved ones are threatened, no one tries to claw or bite the same way when they're brave enough to fight back.ㅤ"i've always been pretty musically inclined ... but i wanted to make music that touches people's hearts, & people are a lot more drawn to things that speak to their own sensitivities."ㅤpeople are a lot more drawn to things that have soul put into it!ㅤ& hak jiwoon puts so, so much soul into his work ... not just his own!

"it's a lot of making what feels right, making what your heart tells you to, & not allowing your creativity to be held back by anyone, ever."

[embalmin]

hey omg [twirling hair] how would you make up my corpse when i died haha

❝ i'd make certain you resemble the finest works of art. statues, portraits! i'd preserve you as long as i'm able, making sure that you never lose your color, that spark of life you have! even when you're still, frozen with death, i'd be sure to make everyone who looks upon you knew just what kind of man you were! ❞ a brief, excited clap, then he reaches out to take jiwoon's hands in his own. ❝ you'd give me that honor? truly? ❞

[hakstar]

"woah, you―ㅤuh―ㅤyou mean that?"ㅤflustered, for only a moment! & oh, is it rare anything gets him to that point these days! most compliments are dull & boring, the usual promises of eternal devotion ...ㅤso long as he's always what the fans want him to be,ㅤhe always interprets the undertones of such words as.ㅤ"that's―"ㅤbeautiful, he wants to say. incredibly beautiful! preservation even after death, such a topic after his own heart! a way to preserve the beauty of the dead even after they take their last breath? the same way he does, through his own songs, woven masterfully with the last conscious beauties that his instruments can give him?

"yeah, i think i'd give you that. who else would do it with the passion you clearly have?"ㅤa laugh, keeping his fluttering, throbbing heart buried under camera-ready smile.ㅤ"i'd be absolutely unforgettable, right?"

[gayboyadvance-deactivated202202]

im obsessed w/ putting hearts after everything i say. doesn’t even matter what it is <3 the heart is going there <3

[huangrenjuns]

Le Petit Prince 💫