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running out - end -

muse: Changsun.

timeline: September

mentions: Minjoon, Na Yeon, Chen.

Remember Minjoon?

That annoying brat of my sibling whom I've disliked since the moment of his creation? The kid whom Anda and I practically raised into the demon he is today? The demon who actually likes our family. Who has as much feelings for us as he can, given the nature of our beings. The sibling I've threatened to kill. The sibling I never saw as anything other than a possible target for torture and murder.

Yes, Minjoon. That's him.

The sibling that saved my life.

I could endure the pain. As much as that was possible. But, let me tell you. I have never felt anything like it. Ironically enough, the hunter had become the hunted and I could finally feel whatever it was that the myriads of my victims felt before. All of it – all of the things I did to them – flashed before my eyes as my sister dug the blade into my skin. My chest, my arms, my legs, my face, my stomach. Twisting and turning, cutting and grazing my skin.

At some point I could not even feel the pain anymore. I could not even smell the stench of blood. My vision was blurred by the crimson liquid drip-dropping from my forehead. I choked on it. I spat it out. It was everywhere. At some point, everything I saw was colored in crimson.

I was unfazed by her threats as well. I knew very well that she would not find my Chen.

My.

The thought, although abrupt, was not unnatural anymore. Somewhere along the way I had stopped fighting it. Perhaps I finally acknowledged the fact I stopped fighting it that time in the car. When everything about us seemed natural and just the way it was supposed to be.

Mine.

Yours.

The blood did not clog my vision enough for me not to see what Minjoon did. When Anda presented me with the knife, brandishing it before my eyes, I spotted a detail that I could hold onto for dear life. And quite literally so for when I spotted a carving in fine print on the edge of the blade, I wondered how Anda did not notice it.

The dagger surely looked exactly the same as the one I used to kill her but it was not the same dagger.

Although I had no idea what this dagger was going to do to me, I had hope that whatever Minjoon was up to was going to save my life in a way. And so, I did not fear when Anda pressed the blade against my chest, right above my heart.

I looked up at her defiantly and even smiled as she bid her fare well to me.

I said nothing. Slowly, I felt the dagger dig into my rib cage and threw my head back, gasping from pain and for air. I trembled violently as she finally reached my heart and then...

I felt nothing. There was nothing. There was no pain, no fear, no smell of blood, no sound of Na Yeon's voice.

There was an image of Chen. A very brief image from the day we met.

And then absolutely nothing. There was nothing.

There was no Changsun.

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running out pt 1

muse: Changsun.

mentions: Chen, Na Yeon, Luce.

timeline: end of August and beginning of September

Remember Time?

When I said that all my life I had to deal with the statements ''it's time'' and ''there's not enough time''?

Ironically enough – in the hours before my death those two sentences merged together, into a single mass, joining forces to strike me hard over the head. It was time for my demise and I had no more time. None at all. The only thing that served me from the moment of my creation to this day, Time, had finally failed me and all I could do was sit – quite literally – and watch as it eats at me. As it eats at my entire being, one small piece at a time, turning me into nothing but ashes.

The only comfort I had was the fact that I managed to save him. When I left that day, with a lump in my throat and regrets that dragged on for months, I knew that no one would find Chen. Minjoon would, somehow, approach the house and make sure that the cat was alright but Anda was not. None of her minions would. As I left the house and left Chen behind – in my thoughts forever – I knew that at least I managed to keep him safe.

That was the only comfort that I could find when I went to meet Anda. The whole thing was like taken directly from a movie. I could not help but humorously think of that Kill Bill flick. A person bound to die, who knows they might die, going out to be killed. Not that I had given up from the get go. I was going to fight. A person...no, a demon of my caliber was not going to go down without a decent fight but I had to be realistic too. If anything, I never lacked realism in my life. It prepared me for both good and the bad. It was going to prepare me for this today as well.

What I had not expected was for my fight to be that short. By the time I broke my way to Anda, I was exhausted. Bleeding. Damaged. Tired. Drained. Not well prepared, obviously. By the time I actually saw her face, I blacked out and woke up tied up to a chair. What a typical, cliche scene it was. Shirtless, wrapped with rope dipped in holy water. I had no idea how she managed to pull that one but I can tell you this.

It hurt like a motherfucker.

I could not even move a muscle without the rope grating at my skin, burning deeper into the layers of it. A thin smoke leaving my skin as I was being simmered alive, almost literally.

There was that metallic taste in my mouth as well, but I knew it was blood, for whatever the reason there was for it to drip. I looked up when I woke and the first thing I saw was my sibling's face. Na Yeon's face. Smiling at me as though she was a cat that had finally snatched that canary from the cage and ate it in one ago. And it was super delicious.

I scoffed.

''Well? Is this all you've got, brother?“ I asked, heaving a sigh as I waited for a response.

''I've hardly started, Vonph, my dearest sister. You know me,'' Anda said, turning around to take something from a platter held by one of her...I frowned. Was this demon not in the service of our father? I huffed again, this time with a I-should-have-seen-this-coming smile on my face.

''I love a good torture before I go for the kill. And I heard iron dipped in salt and holy water hurts so bad,'' when she finished, she presented me with a knife, disgustingly dripping with a transparent liquid and leftover grains of salt as white as the first snow. I swallowed. This was going to be a long night.

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RULES: You can only say ‘Guilty’ or ‘Innocent’, no explaining unless someone messages you or sends an ask.

Tagged by: @kabonvi​

Tagging:  @jungxnara​ @ssicariuss​ @apxjaehwan​ and anyone else who wants to do this.

Muse: Changsun.

asked someone to marry you? innocent kissed one of your friends? guilty danced on a table in a bar/tavern? innocent. ever told a lie? guilty had feelings for someone whom you can’t have? innocent. ever kissed someone of the same sex? guilty kissed a picture? innocent slept in until 5pm? guilty fallen asleep at work/school? guilty held a snake? guilty been suspended from school? N/A worked at a fast food chain/restaurant? innocent stolen something? guilty been fired from a job? innocent done something you regret? guilty laughed until something you were drinking came out of your nose? innocent caught a snowflake on your tongue? guilty kissed in the rain? guilty sat on a roof top? guilty kissed someone you shouldn’t? probably guilty sang in the shower? guilty been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on? innocent shaved your head?  innocent slept naked? guilty had a boxing membership? innocent made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry? N/A (hasn’t been in a committed relationship; unless we count Chipchan, but he mostly makes Chip angry rather than anything else). been in a band? innocent shot a gun?  guilty donated blood?  innocent eaten alligator meat? guilty eaten cheesecake? guilty still loved someone you shouldn’t? innocent have/had a tattoo? guilty liked someone, but will never tell who? innocent been too honest? guilty ruined a surprise? guilty ate in a restaurant and got really bloated that you can’t walk after? innocent erased someone in your friends list? guilty?? more like erased them from existence. dressed in women’s clothes? guilty (in female vessels) joined a pageant? innocent been told that you’re beautiful by someone who totally meant what they said? guilty still have communication w/ your ex? innocent (what ex?) cheated on someone? guilty? (if the recent slip counts) got totally drunk one night and you have an important exam tomorrow morning?  N/A a total stranger treated you by paying your fare? guilty got so angry that you cried? innocent tried to stay away from someone for their own good? guilty thoughts about suicide? innocent thoughts about murder? guilty how about mass murder? guilty rode in a stranger’s vehicle? guilty stalked someone? guilty had a girlfriend/boyfriend? ...innocent? (he’s in denial) gotten totally drunk during a holiday? he’s drunk often so...guilty.

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★★★ ☆☆☆

thank you! :3 as you didn’t indicate a muse, I choose Chan this time~

★ He really likes IT and computers. He’s even done web design for a while.

★ On an average, he’s changed two vessels in a century and a half.

★ He can play piano and guitar, though it’s a secret talent that few to no people know.

☆ My favorite writers include: Murakami (Haruki), Mishima, King (Stephen), Poe and Wordsworth.

☆ Anime freak! Favorites include: Parasyte, Mirai Nikki, Shiki, Another, Hellsing, Tokyo Ghoul and Erased.

☆ My favorite cuisines are: Italian, Japanese and Chinese.

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2 3 5 8 10 12 20 25 30 31 32 for changsun

thank you!

2. How much physical space do they use, active and at rest?

I’m not entirely sure I understand this question but I can say that Changsun is quite an imposing figure - both physically and mentally - most of the time. When it comes to sleeping, he’ll probably take two thirds of the bed.

3. How do they position themselves in a group? Do they like to be the center of attention, or do they hang back at the edges of a crowd?

As I mentioned before, he’s quite an imposing figure. He’s overly confident and does enjoy being in the center of attention. However, as a very fickle man, he can often be annoyed if the deems the received attention as unworthy of his own attention.

5. How do they dress? What styles, colors, accessories, and other possessions do they favor? Why?

He’s very casual. Changsun rarely wears anything over the top and he wears very little to no accessories (he’ll put on a wrist watch or something like that). His favorite possession was a damn armchair back at the old flat, but Chen destroyed it. heh.

8. Where and when do they seem most and least at ease? Why? How can you tell?

He’s most at ease when he’s at a place or turf that he knows best, because there he cannot get any sneak attacks from anyone. I think from this it’s obvious where he’s least at ease. Any unknown place or a spot that can corner him is a no-no. It’s important to note that even when he’s at a place he knows well, Changsun is never completely relaxed, his senses sharpened to catch anything suspicious.

10. What energizes and drains them most?

Silence and order energizes him. He hates mess and noise and disorganized places and people. One may think being a demon means that murder or meaningless bloodshed fuels him but Changsun only sees it as a necessary pass-time. What drains him most are loud people. And human stupidity. Or stupidity in general. And Chen sometimes.

12. How are they bodily expressive? How do they use nonverbal cues such as their posture, stance, eyes, eyebrows, mouths, and hands?

He has several…quirks? Gestures?

Drums fingers.

Clicks his tongue.

Raises eyebrow when amused or confused.

His eyes are, on another note, very expressive. They’re literally a mirror to his soul as, if one knows how, his eyes can tell you all about how he feels at the moment. Angry, apprehensive, defensive, offensive, calm, annoyed, thrilled, amused. It’s all there and can be interpreted on the basis of a light that habitually grows and diminishes in his black hues.

20. What kind of individual relationships do they have with others, and how do they behave in them? How are they different between intimate relationships like friends, family, and lovers versus more impersonal relationships?

*mun cackle* Changsun detests his family. Siblings, parents, cousins, you name it. He cannot stand them. However, if anyone has followed my threads recently, Changsun has grown a soft spot for Chen, who’s something like a…well, I won’t say boyfriend as they are not official - I mean come on, they’re demons - but both of them are slowly coming to terms with whatever it is they feel and it’s disgustingly cute. Anyway, besides Chen and Chan’s infinite denial that he feels anything for the cat, recently Changsun has become acquainted with the youngest of his siblings, for whom he seems to feel less aversion than towards, say, Minjoon and as a cherry on the top, he’s met his son Chanyeol but I’m still unsure how that relationship will unfold. Overall, he’s not your average fluff who needs constant contact with his family. For him, the least contact is best.

25. What do they need and want out of relationships, and how do they go about getting it?

I think I basically answered this in question number 20. He’s never thought of relationships or been in one so the thing with Chen is a completely new thing for Changsun. We’ll see how it unfolds hehe.

30. What is their preferred level of activity and stimulation? How do they cope if they get either too little or too much?

Um, well he needs entertainment almost all the time, but he easily gets bored with people. Sometimes, he’s like a kid: you give him one toy, he plays with it for a while, then you show him something else and he preoccupies himself with that new thing, ignoring the old one. He’s the kind to hate wasting his time with doing nothing, but every now and then he needs to isolate himself from the Universe in order to recharge his mental state, so to speak. I hope this makes sense. Overstimulating or under-stimulating most likely ends up in an over-the-top more-than-usual grouchy and easily angered Chan.

31. Is there anything that counts as a “dealbreaker” for them, positively or negatively? What makes things go smoothly, and what spoils an activity or ruins their day? Why?

Oh, gosh. A month ago he would have claimed everything Chen does was ruining his day. Right now, I think just causing unnecessary trouble at the club or on his turf would spoil any fun of the day. He’s very keen on keeping hunters off his neighborhood so he’s easily pissed or annoyed when someone ends up killing a human on his turf (and the killer isn’t himself).

32. Do they have any “props” that are a significant part of their life, identity, activities, or self-presentation somehow? What are they, how are they used, and why are they so significant? How would these props’ absence impact them, how would they compensate, and why?

Nope, I don’t think so. My brain might be frozen right now but I cannot think of anything like that for Changsun.