Shinimiki - MaySa

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The one thing I don’t really like about the Joint Training Arc is how class 1B keeps praising 1A. Like, don’t get me wrong, I like how humble they are and class 1A is amazing, but class 1A doesn’t return the compliments. 

Like it’s telling us that 1B really is that insignificant. Even in the round class 1B won, and the one they tied, all the participants just lament how great 1A is. Like 1B really doesn’t get a moment to praise themselves. I know Monoma takes the helm for that, but it’s just a way to antagonize 1A rather than a legit form of praising his own class. 

I’ve seen a lot of posts on my dash tonight about users who are threatening suicide, with other Tumblr members posting in effort to try to get ahold of them. I think you all should see this:

IF THERE IS EVER A TUMBLR USER WHO HAS POSTED A GOOD-BYE MESSAGE, SUICIDE NOTE, VIDEO, OR ANYTHING OF THE SORT, PLEASE FOLLOW THIS POST.

1. Scroll to the top of your dashboard.

2. See the circular question mark icon at the top? It’s the third one over from your home symbol. Click on that, and a screen similar to the one in the picture will come up.

3. Where you can type in questions, the box with the magnifying glass at the top, type in the word “suicide.”

4. Click on the first link that shows up. It should say, “Pass the URL of the blog on to us.”

5. Type in the user’s URL and tell Tumblr admin that the user is contemplating suicide and has posted a message indicating that they are going through with it or will be attempting. Hit send! Tumblr administration will perform a number of actions to contact the user and take the necessary steps to prevent the suicide.

TUMBLR: THIS COULD SAVE A USER’S LIFE. PLEASE DO NOT IGNORE SUICIDE THREATS.

Reblog this to keep other users aware. Suicide isn’t a joke, and neither is someone’s life. If you didn’t know this, someone else may not, either. Pass it on.

This post is old, but you are STILL ABLE TO GET AHOLD OF TUMBLR STAFF in an emergency: this just happened to me recently. All you have to do is email SUPPORT@TUMBLR.COM and they will handle the situation for you. Thanks for passing this along, guys!! xo Kate

The Painting teaser

Pairing : Jonghyun x female reader

Genres : Horror, angst, TBA

Summary : The painting of the monstrous man had always enthralled you. But what if he was enthralled by you too?

Warnings: TBA

Collab:  This is for the Don't Breath collab hosted by @junjungsunwoo. Thank you for letting me take part. This is the first time I'm writing horror so I enjoyed!​

Release Date: 1st October 2021

WC: TBA

She stood in front of the painting, the same one she had stood before years ago.

It was tucked away in a corner hall of the museum.

No one wanted to see such a gruesome painting. So it had to be kept away.

She remembered the first day she saw it.

She had been just five, cradled in her father's arms.

The print of the horrifying-looking man ripping human limbs had been scary, but something had attracted her to it.

And she came back there, again and again. First with her father, and then all alone when he had gotten tired of taking her there again and again, despite him warning her about it.

And she would have stared at the painting for more years to come hadn't it been for the rumour about their town.

A rumour which was unfortunately true.

Every last day of the month, people were killed.

Just one.

And each time, the cause of death was different.

And that ugly rumour had led to family to move away and she never saw that painting ever again.

But now she was back again after many years, but this time as a journalist ready to solve the mystery behind this.

She had waited eagerly for the whole week. Waiting for the last day of the month.

And now here she was back again, on the 31st of October, staring at the painting once more.

She hadn't meant to come here tonight. She had intended to stay in town and find out the mystery behind these horrors.

But something, something inside had her had told her to come here first.

At first, she thought it was nostalgia.

But now she could only feel horror as she stood in the semi-darkness. She could feel the hair standing at the back of her neck as her stomach curled in fear.

The painting was still the same. Exactly same.

But the monstrous man from the painting was missing.

And she could see him standing in the shadows of the corner of the room.

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