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Jimmy Bae, the Ride or Die

One of the most underrated aspects of Jimmy is just how consistent his characterization is when it comes to being a total ride or die for his friends. Like, it's not really super obvious until we see his backstory, where he drops everything to run to rescue Jack, but the fact that Jimmy would rather abandon his pride than a friend in need, has always been there, even from the very beginning.

The thing is that Jimmy has so few actual friendships, that this mostly just shows as him being condescending to the kids he bullies. In Episode 12, at the pool hall, Jimmy comments on the Eunjang students' reluctance to jump in to help their friend.

Then later, in Episode 95, during Ben and Alex's backstory, Jimmy does the same after Sean and his buddies cower and flee from the fight, instead of helping Alex.

Then, all the way at the end of the series, in Episode 237 during the battle between Eunjang and the Union, Jimmy is still calling out his opponents for saving their own skin, over helping a friend. That's three separate instances, at the beginning, middle, and end of the series, where Jimmy pointed out instances where kids preferred to stand on the side while their friend got beaten up by him.

Sure, Jimmy is a bully and a real jerk, especially since he's always the instigator of the fight in these scenarios, but we also come to understand that his single redeeming trait is that the most important thing to him is not pride, but loyalty.

For him, it doesn't require a second thought to immediately rush to where Jack is in trouble, even if it means he's probably just going to get beaten up as well. To him, there's nothing worse than abandoning a friend in need. It's one thing to torment some random guy he barely knows and frankly, doesn't care about at all, and it's another thing to stick to the sidelines while someone you're supposed to be friends with gets ruthlessly beaten to a pulp.

The cool thing about this is that it does nothing to redeem Jimmy or make up for the horrible stuff he does, since he's still a terrible person who harasses his peers for fun. All it does is give him another facet— Jimmy may be an awful kid, but he has his own set of principles, and a line that he'll never cross, ever. Anyway, just thought this was cool and I don't see many people talking about it.

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Wolf

I finally caught up to weak hero releases on webtoon, definitely one of the best webtoons I've read so far :,)

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Weak Hero - Superpower/Magic AU

I wanted to imagine some of the Weak Hero characters with superpowers/magic! My first instinct was actually more like "super strength for Ben, etc" but then I thought to myself, "ok but Ben already has super strength, more or less". So I deliberately picked broader, more fantasy-esque powers, rather than something specific that's based off of what the character can already do. I just think it's really interesting to imagine if these characters had magical abilities in addition to—that complement—their existing fighting styles.

Gray Yeon - Illusion Creation

(insp. Tanizaki Jun'ichirou from Bungou Stray Dogs)

Gray would be an absolute beast with an illusion ability. I think it would play off of his unassuming appearance as well— illusionists are often underestimated in a fight, because they rely on trickery to win. Both the ability to conceal his location, and mentally intimidate his opponent would be at Gray's disposal. He can hide in plain sight, create clones of himself, and conjure terrifying imagery.

Ben Park - Earth Manipulation

(insp. Earthbenders from Avatar)

Ben is already associated with a lot of earthy motifs in the series, I think it would make sense for him to have the ability to pelt people with actual boulders, not just his fists that feel like boulders :). Moreover, he'd be able to defend his own body using rock walls, or upset his opponent(s) footing by shaking the ground beneath their feet. Also, it fits his personality too, he's straightforward/blunt, headstrong, maybe a little dumb as a rock, and he is also someone that other people relies on.

Gerard Jin - Plant Manipulation

(insp. Warrod Sequen from Fairy Tail)

This one is a bit obvious, maybe, but I do think it would be really cool. I think Gerard would be able to grow vines/branches to restrict his opponent's movement, as well as boost his own mobility. Also Gerard strikes me as a bit of a green thumb as well. I think this power would also suit him in the aspect that it's less combat-oriented/aggressive compared to the others. Gerard spends more of his time on his hobbies, than he does getting into fistfights, and the plant theme reflects that, Gerard with a lil' flower garden.

Jake Ji - Electricity Manipulation

(insp. Killua Zoldyck from Hunter x Hunter)

I honestly made this post just so I could share my "Jake with lightning magic" agenda. Particularly, with the added benefit of giving himself superspeed + reflexes, and just generally throwing thunderbolts around? I just think Jake would look really cool with this power, and it would complement his fighting style really well. It's fast and efficient, and maybe a little bit on the flashy side as well, which suits Jake as a person too.

Wolf Keum - Fire Manipulation

(insp. Suoh Mikoto from K-Project)

Initially, I had brainstormed Wolf as an unconventional healer, who uses his magic to heal his own injuries. Then, I thought that's pretty uninteresting, because he already kinda fights as if his injuries don't exist, and I wanted to pick something cool. Pyrokinesis is kinda self explanatory, and there's not much you can do with it in terms of using it creatively (as opposed to say, earth magic for defense, or lightning magic for superspeed). It's literally point, shoot, destroy— which is perfect for Wolf. Also it suits his personality: he's got a short, volatile temper, and a violent streak. Also I really wanted to make that Suoh Mikoto comparison.

Donald Na - Shadow Manipulation

(insp. Pride/Selim from Fullmetal Alchemist)

Donald being able to use darkness as a weapon is absolutely terrifying. I imagine him with tendrils of shadow that just creep out of nowhere and can choke the target, or stab/slice the target, or just be used to restrict an opponent's movement. Darkness manipulation is a super versatile power and I think Donald could make the most out of it. It also works perfectly with Donald being weak to bright light.

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my wife sieun 🙏🩷 /j

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Weak Hero: Character Name Meanings (Korean): Part 4. People from the Past

The fourth set of the moodboards where I babyfy humanize them. The meanings are based on Hanja. Cross referenced against naming websites in Chinese and Japanese, Naver Hanja Dictionary, Pleco, Hanjadic, and Takobot apps.

Pt 1 (Eunjang Gang + Pilyoung/Phillip) || Pt 2 (The Union Executives) || Pt. 3 (The Union Members)

#these are amazing😲

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Weak Hero: Character Name Meanings (Korean)- Part 1. Bakufam (Eunjang Gang) + Pilyoung (Phillip)

Moodboard where I babyfy humanize them. The meanings are based on Hanja. Cross referenced against Naver Hanja Dictionary, Pleco, Hanjadic, and Takobot apps.

I moved the Union execs' names to another post (Pt.2)

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Weak Hero: Character Name Meanings (Korean) - Part. 2 The Union Executives

Another moodboard where I babyfy humanize them. The meanings are based on Hanja. Cross referenced against Naver Hanja Dictionary, Pleco, Hanjadic, and Takobot apps.

Pt 1 is HERE (Eunjang Gang + Pilyoung/Phillip)

#such an amazing moodboard!

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I can't sleep thinking about young kaiser who was offered a football from s/o and always practiced with it even after joining bastard münchen and doing his best to keep it in shape (the official art where he is placing his foot on a torn ball) and he even got the blue roses tattooed because they're your favorite <33

🥺🥺 stop I thought of cute things and then it turned sad...

Imagine Kaiser practicing football in the back alley of the run down apartment of his childhood where he used to practise while you watched. It's the same football he now has in his penthouse that he likes juggling when he's got something on his mind or when he's troubled.

And I remember mimi saying blue roses represent unrequited love (I also double-checked cause that would be embarrassing if I was wrong lol) so imagine Kaiser remembering how you liked blue roses and finding out their meaning and deciding on it for his tattoo to remember you no matter the years that go by.

#this has no right to be so sad(( #my poor kaiser(( #so blue roses also represent something unattainable #imagine he had some regrets idk like not confessing in time #or some other angsty thing like #or kaiser could be just a prideful prick who thinks he is too perfect for this world #but that would be so unromantic #anyway back to the topic #do you remember that official art with kaiser and isagi #where kaiser is depicted with a tattered ball #i swear it's the ball that y/n gave him #he practiced so much with it that it became worn down but h also cherished it so much that he couldn't just throw it away #so it's like still with him

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the last braincell

summary: the types of insanity that exist during finals week

The over-caffeinated 

These people are usually shaking while clutching a Starbucks cup. They talk about a mile a minute and you begin to wonder how many hours of sleep they’ve actually gotten in the past week.

“Okay, next.” You hold up a flashcard, waiting patiently for him to answer. He squints like he can’t quite see straight or the lights of the cafe are too bright; it’s probably both. 

He groans in frustration, slumping against the table. “No dice, I can’t think straight anymore.” 

He reaches out to take a swig from his coffee cup but stops short when he realizes it’s empty. Uh oh. Your eyes widen in panic. Bad things happen when he’s out of coffee.

“D-don’t worry I’ll get you another cup–” you swivel in your seat, only to be met with a huge line snaking from the counter and out the door. You turn back around to see a glazed over expression on his face.”Yeah I’m not going to make it… can’t believe I’ve only been sleeping two hours everyday only to be taken out now.”

 “D-don’t worry, I’ll run out to the vending machine the next building over!” And sure, maybe you’re supposed to help him figure out a healthier way to get through the week rather than five daily doses of caffeine, but at least you kept him away from those five-hour energy drinks. It was a bandage for a bullet wound but oh well. 

Eventually you come back, having practically emptied the vending machine of any and all caffeine containing drinks. You carefully place the items on the table where he’s lying motionless, making sure not to be loud when his heightened senses are probably buzzing. 

He looks up at your arrival, close to tears before his eyes alight on the goods. With a feverish look in his eyes, he grabs the nearest can, cracks it open, and downs it like its liquid nutrition. Slamming it down with a bang, light returns to his eyes (insanity or hope, you’re not sure). “Let’s try that again.”

The Hermit 

Isagi, Oliver

The people who disappear a week before their first final begins and don’t reappear until after their last one is over. The ones that go radio silent and you almost forget they exist. Their daily dose of Vitamin D is from the brightness of their screen rather than the sun. 

The week before finals has the two of you swinging through the isles piling the shopping cart high with comfort foods: ice cream, chocolate, three bottles of ice coffee (because God knows you both hate the taste of cold brew) and all other supplies necessary for working out of you living room for the next week. 

The living room is a mess (you both are a mess), papers everywhere, 50 tabs open on your laptop, highlighters and pens strewn all over the coffee table, three empty bottles of cold brew on the ground next to you as you work and a tower of flashcards sitting unnervingly at the edge of the table. 

“Hey, what time is it?” He looks over at the timer on his desk. “Uh, I think our break was supposed to be ten minutes ago.”  You hum in response, your fingers expertly alt + tab to where you have the next episode of your show ready. 

He crawls over to where you’re sitting at the coffee table, practically collapsing into your lap. 

Automatically, your hand falls to his head, fingers teasing through his locks and massaging his scalp. He clings to your waist, exhaustion rolling off him in waves, his muffled voice reaching your ears. “What episode are you on now?”

The 20% studying 80% anything else

“I finished that show already, I'm on episode 5 of this one” you mutter, eyes never leaving the screen. You swear you’re starting to go a little blind but you can’t bring yourself to get up from your seat, you’re too far gone anyway. In what feels like only a few moments, the study timer goes off and you both groan in unison. You hope you both make it through the next six days (because quite frankly, you’d bet two more days max). 

Reo, Nagi, Hiori

The one who is constantly thinking about studying, planning out their study schedule and then preceding to get up from their desk because oh, they just realized they need to go vacuum behind the couch.

" Hey, are you coming to stu- what are you doing?" You stop short at the sight of the living room.

"Hey, you think the couch would look better on this side or by the window? I was going for opposite the window because, ya know, gotta get that natural lighting."

"You do know you've got a final in two days? And you're reorganizing the living room?" He smiles like you're the one who's lost their mind and he's not the one sitting surrounded by potted artificial plants and throw pillows.

"Don't worry darlin' I've got it all planned out, see!" He waves his phone at you like it's got his whole life projectors planned out. You frown. "A plan doesn't mean anything if you don't actually study."

"Well you can't expect me to study in this environment! Look at it! It's as dark as a cave and the layout is so closed off I'm getting claustrophobia!"

"Can you get any more dramatic? If you can't study at home, go study outside!" You rub your temples, praying he gets to studying before you lose your mind trying to get him to. "Don't you remember last semester? You came crying to my dorm 14 hours before your exam saying you hadn't studied." It had taken twenty minutes to calm him down. And he had passed. With an A. Maybe you really should just leave him to fend for himself.

The Perpetually Stressed

Kaiser (okay, whether he passes or not is up for debate), Yukimiya

These people come in two forms: the zoned-out and the vengeful. The former have glazed over expressions, often muttering to themselves (quite honestly at the end of their rope). Internally panicking and calculating the probability of failure.

You stroll down the street, finally taking a break from studying for ice cream. You relish the cool air inside the convenience store, skipping happily over to the ice cream freezer. Just your luck: only three left. Hmm, now should you take one or all three? "Well, first come, first served," you shrug. Snatching all three, you turn around only to bump into someone's chest.

"Are those all of them?"

The way he speaks isn't accusatory, but the dead look in his eyes makes you want to beg for forgiveness for even stepping into the store. "N-no! Actually, I was just putting them back!" And your awkward self turns around and plops them back into the freezer, pushing the door closed with a loud smack!

You step to the side, watching as he takes all of the icecream and marches over to the counter to pay. You hope his poor soul makes it through the week.

Karasu, Bachira

The vengeful often look disheveled and confused (and if you look hard enough, a crazed look in their eyes). Never have an adequate way of dealing with their stress. Can frequently be found writing furiously and cursing their professors.

"Hey, is it okay if I study here?" You politely ask the boy, hoping he doesn't turn you down because then your thirty minute trek to the library will go down the drain. "Sure" is all he says without looking up at you. And you thought that that was the end of that.

Two minutes later, you hear him speak again. "Are you in Professor Takemi's intro philo class?"

"Yeah, are you? Oh my God I cannot believe she gave us two projects due within a week of each other!"

"I know right? I'm struggling so hard right now!" You laugh, but he continues.

"Like you think I'm even understanding the content right now? You know what's even worse? All my finals are back-to-back! Like come one it's just a gen-ed course give me a break."

"Yeah..." Thankfully, he stops talking after that and you both scribble away furiously at your papers, silence filling the space.

"By the way, have you taken anthro 3?

Never mind, he's not done.

The Prepared

Chigiri, Otoya

They are truly hated, because they get on everyone’s nerves without realizing it. The people who just sit calmly and ask why you’re so stressed out.

Sitting across from him, you feel nothing but annoyance. Him and his porcelain skin, not even the faintest shadow of dark circles under his eyes. You were this close to throwing your pencil at him.

"Does it make sense now?" You look at your boyfriend, too busy staring at his damn perfect face to focus.

"No it doesn't. And I have- twenty hours until my exam."

“I told you not to stress. You'll age faster." And the way he says it in his youre-being-stupid voice has your eye twitching in annoyance. "Thank you for that vote of confidence Sir "I'm perfect because all I know how to do is study".

"I play football too." He corrects you.

You frown, slumping forward. "I'm going to fail, and you're supposed to help me."

You feel him tap your head. "Frowning gives you wrinkles."

This time you do throw your pencil at him.

Sae, Rin, Kunigami (he's not an ass though)

The Bystander

The other one everyone detests. Some of them had finals a week ago and the other half simply don’t care. In any case, they just sit and watch everybody around them slowly go insane.

Shidou.

#wait #you had a blue lock sideblog :o #anyway this was amazing

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[01:34] - Na Baekjin

"Baekjin-ah, I finished up my part so I’m heading out.” 

You’re practically bouncing on the balls of your feet, eager to get going to meet up with Jake and the gang for a good post-exam karaoke session (not that they had really studied for theirs). As always, he doesn’t even look up as he nods, unwavering concentration at the papers in front of him. You frown, narrowing your eyes. 

“I know you’re gonna stay here all-night working, so bring the papers over to my place tonight and we’ll work on them together.” You point an accusatory finger at him. “AND you are going to get some sleep tonight. I will hunt you down if you don’t.” 

Baekjin finally looks up with an exasperated expression and shoos you away, "okay, okay, now go.”

****

It was turning to half past 10 when you decided that Baekjin was indeed not coming, and were grabbing your jacket when your apartment door opened. And there stood Baekjin Na in all his rained-on glory.

“Whoa, was it raining outside?” you say as you usher him in.

“Well if you had let me stay at the office, I wouldn’t be wet now would I?” he grumbles, accepting the towel you throw to him.

“Can you not be contrary for one second? You’re going to die early with that kind of attitude. If your sleep schedule doesn’t do that first.” You rummage around in your drawers continuing, “Besides, if you stayed up for another twelve hours, we would’ve all gotten hell for it tomorrow.”

Straightening, you walk over to Baekjin, handing him a spare set of clothes. “Ahh the things I do for my comrades. Kingsley owes me a croissant from that bakery for this.” 

“And here I thought you were being a good samaritan, turns out there’s something in it for you, huh?”

“Quit slandering me and go change before you catch a cold and we have an even bigger problem on our hands.” 

Baekjin comes back into the living room only a few short minutes later, but you’ve already cleaned the puddles and started on the paperwork. You don’t spare him a glance when he walks in saying, “Now go sleep, I can see your dark circles from here and I don’t want to work with a half asleep delinquent who’s going to tell me I’m doing it all wrong just because he can’t see straight.” 

He scoffs at your attitude. “I’m not a delinquent. I’m an entrepreneur.”

“So that’s what you prefer to call all this?” you gesture vaguely at the work in front of you. “Whatever helps you sleep at night Jin-jin” you throw him a sickly sweet smile, effectively shutting him up. “Don’t call me that…” you hear him grumble as he lies down on the couch behind where you sit on the ground at the coffee table. 

“Wake me up in twenty minutes.” He doesn’t listen for your response before diving into slumberland. 

**** It’s been forty-five minutes and it’s currently 11:56pm. Yeah you were not gonna be able to get anymore work done. You turn to look at where Baekjin is sprawled on the couch behind you. “At least one of us is enjoying ourselves.” Your eyes trace over his features, the curve of his nose, the planes of his cheekbones. You stretch out a hand, poking his forehead lightly. “See, you’d look so much better if you just stopped frowning all the time. Your face is going to get stuck in that position one day.” Your hand strays to the locks of hair splayed across his forehead. 

“Now I understand why people look at you from afar, a little starstruck, a little dazed. You’re truly unique. Whenever we meet, I’d wish you’d stay a little longer.” 

After a little while, you continue. “You’re right. I don’t do things without an incentive. It’s because, even if you feel that you don’t need this world or the people in it, I hope you can stay, because, more than anything, I need you.”

You’re not talking above much more than a whisper, so when Baekjin’s eyebrows scrunch up in pain, you know it’s because of the nightmares. “Shhh, it’s okay Jin-jin. You’re safe.” You pat his head in a familiar, practised manner. And as if he can sense your presence, he turns his head towards you, head leaning into the palm of your hand and you can’t help but chuckle. 

“Pfft, you’re like a big dog.”

“...I hope you didn’t hear that.”

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sliding into your asks to say.... YOU LIKE BLUE LOCK??? pls i need to know who you like

It's embarrassing but um im a kaiser kisser🤡

He is just so arrogant and confident, and also he's handsome,,,

I also like shidou (just pretend that he didn't say those questionable lines in that one chapter)

and sae for his appearance, can't say that i love him tho (unlike the previous two)

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“WAKE UP YN!!” 

You jolt out of bed, Jake Ji’s voice resonating like a siren next to your ear. 

You were ready to strangle your best friend of eight years and hide his body in the closet for your mum to find. 

You whip your head around to glare at him who was hanging nonchalantly off your chair, like he didn't just blast your eardrums. You check to make sure they aren't bleeding. 

“How the hell did you get into my room, you gorilla?”

“Gorilla? That’s more like you, isn’t it? Oh, and your mum let me in” he ends with a glowing smile. 

You chuck a pillow at him. “Just because I’m athletic doesn’t make me a gorilla, you oaf. When are you going to stop with that joke?” you groan, slumping back onto your bed. 

Seeing you seemingly with plans to go back to bed, Jake again comes closer to yell in your ear, and he would have, if it wasn’t your quick reflex to shut his mouth closed. 

“I get it Jake, I’m up just give me a second, please.” You sigh at the smile that lights up his face. Damn him and his good looks. You always ended up giving in. 

Jake continues talking. “I actually bought you pastries from that shoppe down the street.”

Your eyes fly open and you sit up, this time with a giddy expression on your face. 

“The one that has a forty minute queue every morning?!” Forget sleep, you could do that anytime. Right now, the sweet bready goodness of those pastries was calling to you. Pulling on a sweatshirt to save yourself from the biting cold of the bleak November day you traipse out to the dining room before coming to a stop. 

You spin around pinning Jake with your glare. “And where exactly are these aforementioned pastries?” You clench your fist at your side, very well knowing the answer before he even opens his mouth. 

“Come one, you can’t actually expect me to stand in line all by myself for forty minutes! That’s why we’re going to go together. Right now.” 

“For your information, I didn’t sleep until 2am yesterday because I actually care about my grades, you weeb. And here you come waking me up, quite rudely, at 8:30 in the morning demanding that I accompany you to wait in line.” You give him a hard stare, but unfortunately for you he doesn’t even flinch.  

“Yup, that’s an accurate account. Can we go now?” Your best friend really does know how to push your buttons, doesn’t he?

“Jake Ji. You better start running because I’m about to end you and your whole bloodline.”

The way he smiles in response only serves to infuriate you more. Of course he’s been doing this on purpose, you knew it all along. 

“1.”

You start counting down and as expected he takes that as his chance to run out the door. After all these years, he knows how to get you to do what he wants. 

You abandon your counting, running out after him, the apartment complex echoing with your curses aimed at Jake and his idiotic laughter. 

Yup, your parents were definitely going to get complaints again. 

Spoiler: you chase him all the way to the shoppe four blocks down. 

a/n: yes, we are back in business and what better way to do so than with our resident one piece fanatic jake ji :)

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𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫..?

Wolf Keum x gn reader

"Hey, are you sure we should be doing this?" you nervously ask, sitting behind Wolf on his motorbike, tightly holding onto him from behind. An unconcerned answer followed shortly: "Kinda late to turn back, don't you agree?" …That didn't calm you down the slightest.

The sky was brighter than it was supposed to be; and it frightened you. Though being with Wolf lessened your anxiety, you didn't quite feel at ease—you could see the cityscape steadily disappearing out of the corner of your eye, meaning that you two would soon reach the train depot.

Wolf parked his motorbike behind a tree that looked like it hasn't been watered for ages. "Doesn't look like a safe place to leave a bike," you pointed out, as you strolled around the tree. "Quite easily noticeable from this side." "I doubt anyone's coming here at this hour," scoffed Wolf, rolling his eyes. "Come on, hurry, let's go."

He took your hand and lead you along a narrow path to the trains. They were a bit eerie-looking and seemingly abandoned, even though you knew that some hours ago they were full with people.

Going to the train depot was Wolf's idea. "It will be fun," he said. "Anniversaries should be memorable," he justified when you expressed disapproval. Seeing the sunset among a see of wagons sounded much more interesting than at some cafe, except you oh-so doubted the "legalness" of trespassing private property. "It's me, what did you expect," retorted Wolf; after bickering for a while you gave in—and as a result here you were, going onto the tracks, heart pounding in fear of the security personnel seeing you.

As you came closer you saw the little aluminium ladders near ends of the white wagons. 'So this is how we are going to climb to the roof, huh,' you thought. The ladder was, however, not tall enough for you to clamber up to the top of the train, so you ask Wolf, who was somehow already there, for help. "Grab my hand." The answer came so pat, as if he'd expected your request.

You two sat there, gazing at the landscape—which was magnificent—in complete silence; the sun was getting low, your surroundings were flooded with a pleasant light. Feeling a bit drowsy, you lay your head on Wolf's shoulder and close your eyes.

The tranquil atmosphere didn't last long as you hear: "You there! What are you doing here? I'm calling the police!"

After that everything went like in a fever dream; you hardly remembered how you got down or what your dear partner-in-crime shouted to you—it was all a blur. You could only recall being surprised with your agility; you never knew you could run like this, jumping between the rails, flying through the bushes, disregarding the scratches left by the leaves on your skin. Nothing could stop you, not even the tall fence in front of you.

Huh? A fence?

You stopped in your tracks. Your legs freeze up, the adrenaline rush no longer helping. "Come on," urged Wolf, "just climb and then jump—I'll catch you!" And so you clambered up and jumped—Wolf caught you as promised.

"Why is there a fence here?" you ask, barely managing to catch your breath. "I don't remember seeing it earlier." "Great question!" Wolf retorted. "I think we are lost," he then added, nearly whispering. It was dark and cold; all you could think about was lying in a cozy bed covered by a warm blanket. "How do we get home," you mumbled. "Why are you asking me?? Ask google." "Right, I still have my phone."

It took you 15 minutes to get to the nearest bus stop. The usually dimly lit signs seemed so bright in the dark. Too bright even. You sit down on the bench and look up at Wolf who had a somewhat strange expression. "I forgot my bike." "What?" "My motorbike, we left it there—. I'm going back; don't wait for me." "But you can get it tomorrow and—" Wolf ran off before you could even finish you sentence. "Do you even know the way…"

You didn't even have time to contemplate whether to chase him or not, because the bus arrived seconds later. Without much thought you step on the bus, leaving Wolf to handle everything on his own (he was strong and experienced after all!)

Few minutes into the ride you switch on your phone and start typing:

╰▸ You: How are you? Home yet?

╰▸ You: Today was fun! Let's try again tomorrow? 🙃

A/n:  im finally back from the dead

#weak hero #weak hero webtoon #weak hero x reader #wolf keum #wolf keum x reader #keum seongje

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WEAK-tober | Day 8: Rot

How Late? 6 months, 11 days

(I'll take a break for week, I said, not knowing that it was a fucking lie)

Category: Gen

Pairing: Wolf Keum & Sam Lee

Tags: #Drabble

Words: 387

Current TW: General Creepiness; Implied Violence

Author's notes: This is honestly a practice I made for one of my other works, "Killer Standards." Which I promise the sequel is still being worked on.

“Sam.” Wolf begins as he twirls the cigarette in his hands; the boy he addresses doesn’t look at him, doesn’t see the expression on his face. “Sam Lee, take a good fucking look at this.”

The air is frigid and cold, the illumination of the moon dares not to even try and bless them with any light. Of course the universe wouldn’t want to acknowledge this, but Wolf would like to think that everyone involved, even the night sky which accompanied them before, would at least be able to look at the results.

Sam does not listen.

And Wolf Keum holds no care for it, so he clicks his tongue and rolls his eyes.

Maybe he’s hungry? The boy muses about his companion, knowing full well that it’s most definitely not the case. He just finds it funny, a hilarious situation his imagination came up for him to laugh silently about. Wolf’s lips curl upwards, Maybe it’s the smell?

They just stay there, and that’s alright. He feels rather at ease right now, despite how incredibly silent everything seems to be; the boy could almost imagine he could hear his companion’s own heartbeat despite the distance.

Despite everything.

“Last week… the principal went on for an entire hour about cyber-bullying during assembly. Do you remember the reason why?”

…

“Sam.” Wolf repeats again, without much urgency, lazy coating in the way he speaks. He knows that his companion won't be heading anywhere soon. “Sam, answer when I talk to you.”

But his companion stays silent.

It doesn’t matter, and he continues on.

“I don’t remember why, but there was an assignment that’s supposed to be done… Oh, you damn crybaby.” Wolf sighs, dragging his cigarette as his former annoyance begins build up as Sam fucking Lee starts to sniff like a damn toddler. “Fuck, just stop that already, it’s annoying.”

He really did think that this was a bonding moment full of friendship and all that bullshit, but some people just have to ruin it by being overly emotional.

A slight pause.

Well, at least it isn’t full on sobbing.

So, he forgives it just this once as Wolf stretches his limbs, moving to grab their shovels and get back to work. Yeah, he thinks when he steps over the rot near his feet, It’s definitely the smell.

#this is such a masterpiece 🤧 #your writing never fails to amaze me

[sharlulu]

soft gray yeon 💜

#so cute!

[sharlulu]

The sunshine that kills and the sunshine protector that's actually just a poor meow meow

#so cute~

[sharlulu]

                                  under contract

feat . wolf keum

alternate . elf!wolf keum

event . from the other world

requestor . @sharlulu

squeezing the satchel that he filled to the brim with, he moved towards the window in his bedroom, making a quiet and quick escape through it. as soon as he was on his feet, he ran, easily avoiding branches and twigs and never bothering to look back.

he made it out of the suffocating forest as the sun rose behind rolling hills and scattered homes just barely waking up. as he set off once more, he thought of a plan. maybe he could go into town to find work but where would he live until then.

once the sun rose enough to bother him, he layed down under the shade of a large tree. tucking his satchel under his head before he closed his eyes, he'd rather rest in the heat than walk around aimlessly. as he drifted in and out of sleep a soft gasp made him quickly sit up, hands propping him up from behind with wide sharp eyes.

you sat in shock, hair disheveled as you tripped back from surprise due to his sudden movements. eyes wide and shaky as he reached to you with now dilated eyes and twitching long ears until he was infront of you. you held your breath and shut your eyes as he held your chin with a gentleness you hadn't expected.

he tilted your face to the side and brushed his fingers against your ears, making you open your eyes. was he .. confused in why you didn't have long ears like him ..?

you couldn't help but soften at the thought. your fingers itching to touch his ears as they twitched once more with what you assumed was curiosity. he was acting as though he had never even seen a human before, though that didn't seem too far fetched as you had never seen someone of his kind before either. his purple hair messily cut short and light gray eyes. you had never seen eyes like his before. so intense with his gaze, they were beautiful.

" d - do you need some .. help ? " your voice shaky with anxiousness seemed to snap him out of whatever curious trance he was in as he backed away and cleared his throat. " at what price will you help me " his monotone voice shocked you for a moment.

you wracked your brain for things you needed help with but with no luck and a crooked smile on your lips you handed him your basket and took him home, that was the beginning of your contract of sorts with the odd elf man, who said his name was wolf. a bit odd but you thought it suited him perfectly.

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@alkyn-bs . @bakerysnake . @avid-idiot . @thesunandmoondreams . @raebble

#my request 😳 #thank you cupid ! #this was perfect😊 #wolf is so cute--