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istg they nerfed my king so bad.

like for ever mourning this diva.

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Hi! Could I request Seongje with a kind,sweet smaller male who cries to him because he’s getting bullied?

Here it is <3

The Wolf and The Lamb

✮ Summary : Request above ↑

✮ Contains : Slight angst, comfort, mention of bullying

✮ Pairing : Geum Seongje x male!reader

✮ Word Count : 0.7

The cold rooftop air was a familiar comfort to Geum Seongje. He leaned against the railing, a cigarette held loosely between his fingers, watching the late afternoon sun cast long shadows over the schoolyard. This was his space—a place where the noise and triviality of the day couldn't reach him. He was just Seongje here, not Wolf, and the world was quiet.

The quiet was shattered by a soft, trembling sound.

He turned his head, his eyes narrowed. Tucked behind a stack of unused chairs was a boy, hunched over with his knees pulled to his chest. His shoulders were shaking, and muffled, gasping sobs escaped his lips. He was small, probably in the year below Seongje, and his uniform was pristine save for a small, dark scuff on his shoe.

Seongje didn't move. He just watched. Most people would run from him, but this kid hadn’t even noticed him yet. His distress was total.

After a few moments, the boy sniffled and shifted, finally seeing the large, intimidating figure just a few feet away. His eyes, swollen and red, went wide with immediate fear. He scrambled back, a choked sound in his throat.

"Hey." Seongje’s voice was a low rumble, not unkind, but it was enough to make the smaller boy flinch. "I'm not gonna do anything."

The boy, still trembling, just stared. Tears welled up in his eyes again, fresh and thick. "I-I didn't..." he stammered, his voice thin and wobbly.

Seongje sighed, putting out his cigarette on the sole of his shoe and flicking it into a nearby trash can. He took a couple of slow steps closer, not invading the boy's space but closing the distance. "Why are you crying?" he asked, his tone flat. It wasn't a question of judgment, just one of simple curiosity.

The boy finally broke. He buried his face in his hands, and his small body was wracked with a fresh wave of quiet, heart-wrenching sobs. "They... they took it again," he choked out, his words a desperate jumble. "My art supplies. They threw my bag in the trash. And... they said... they said I was too weak to even try and stop them."

He looked up at Seongje then, his face a mess of snot and tears. The look in his eyes was pure, helpless anguish. "I'm not strong like you guys," he whispered, as if confessing a shameful secret. "I can't fight back."

Seongje's hard gaze softened, just a fraction. He felt an unfamiliar tightness in his chest. This kid wasn't arrogant. He wasn't a punk trying to start a fight. He was just... hurting. The boy's complete vulnerability hit him harder than any punch.

"Don't cry," Seongje said, the words gruff but surprisingly gentle. He pulled a pack of tissues from his pocket and held them out. "Wipe your face."

The boy hesitated for a second before shakily taking the pack. He pulled a few out and dabbed at his eyes and nose, his breathing evening out slightly.

Seongje looked at the hand holding the tissues. It was small and slender, with long, artistic fingers. Not a hand made for fighting.

"You don't have to be strong like me," Seongje said, his voice low. He squatted down slightly, bringing himself closer to the boy's level. "But you don't have to let them do that, either."

He reached out and, with a surprising lightness, placed a large, rough hand on the boy’s shoulder. The touch was a quiet promise.

"Tell me who they are."

The boy looked up at him again, no longer with fear but with a glimmer of disbelief and a fragile spark of hope. "You... you'll help?"

Seongje gave a small, almost imperceptible nod. "Yeah. So you can go home now. I've got it."

The boy's lips trembled again, but this time, a sense of immense relief replaced the fear. He finally stood up, clutching the tissues, a silent thank you in his teary eyes. He took a last look at the imposing figure of Geum Seongje, the school's Wolf, and saw something entirely different. He saw a protector. And for the first time all day, he felt safe.

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Broken apart

Donald na x reader

When your boyfriend breaks up with you and your best friend’s brother finds out,the story where you and Donald got together (Fluff,comfort)

You were hunched into a corner in the back room of your school,your back facing the room and your knees to your chest,your boyfriend broke up with you,he said you were “Too much” “Annoying” “Too bubbly” and those words hurt you,maybe even changed you. Your boyfriend had left you for being..you,you just cried,you were balling your eyes out,then..you heard the door open.

You turned around and saw Donald Na,head of the union. You had went to the same school as him and you were so upset about the break-up you had entered his union office. You were on your feet in a flash. “S-sorry Donald I..I didn’t mean to.. I just-“it’s fine.” His voice was flat,he had a blunt expression. “What are you crying for? Why don’t you do something about what’s bothering you instead of moping all day?” You were confused on why Donald cared why you were upset but you answered anyway. “My boyfriend broke up with me “oh” “He said he was done with me being me”

Donald still had an emotionless face but there was a hint of sympathy in his eyes. “What do you mean he left you for being you? Explain.” “He just said that I..was too much and..and” Your voice broke heavily and fresh tears were welling up in your eyes. “I’ll be your boyfriend.” You froze. He just said he wanted to be your boyfriend..right? Now why the hell would THE Donald na want to be YOUR boyfriend? He didn’t even know you. “Let’s make him regret what he did..besides..I’ll treat you better than he ever will.” Donald took a step forward and lifted your head up with his hand on your chin. You couldn’t refuse him,tell him no,tell him to get away from you,you just said “yes.” He was so charismatic,so cunning so..handsome. And that’s when you found the right man for you,the man that would go to the ends for you.

After note:Sorry,I know I’ve been gone a lot,I’ve been really busy with school and cheer and everything but I will do my best to write as much as I can! Hope you guys enjoyed! Thanks!

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Hey guys! Any requests?

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Not my art!

(I'm gonna show you) how it's done, done, done

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In episode six of The Amazing Digital Circus — Jax gets too real!

In all seriousness, this was completely fantastic to watch. It was such a good depiction of self destructive behaviors and Michael Kovach was PHENOMENAL.

His instant reaction to pomni hugging him was super telling. He wants to get closer to her, his behaviors show that clearly, but he fears it as well.

His regret after the outburst is also extremely telling.

This did not go as planned. He did not expect to get so close to her and have to push her so suddenly away. He didn’t want to push her away, but felt in this moment that he needed to, at all costs.

As much as he wants everyone to believe his actions were planned, they were IMPULSIVE.

As insistent as he was on telling Pomni that he didn’t care, that it was stupid to think that he might, Pomni was right when she pointed out that Jax wasn’t fighting back. He DID care.

He never hurt Pomni for his own fun at any point in this episode. His actions directly contradict what he’s trying to make Pomni believe. He hurts the others, so she might believe him. But he didn’t want to hurt her. Not anymore. The only time he hurt her on purpose was when he felt like he needed to push her away. But otherwise? He has shown that he doesn’t see her as something to torment. Jax sees Pomni as an equal, a friend.

His words are hollow.

Even his reaction to Ragathas “accusing” him of making friends with Pomni was extreme. Initially his uncaring expression threw Ragatha off, but once she was eliminated you can see that this is the moment Jax realized he was going too far — far past even his own personal boundaries — in forming a bond with Pomni.

Jax was lying the whole time he tried to make Pomni believe he didn’t care. He used all his tricks. Deflected with jokes, brushed off the intensity of the situation, made fun of Pomnis attempts to befriend him, he even tried to make her push him away first with the traitor bit.

Actually, he seems to be obsessed with the whole bit thing, don’t you think? The archetypes.

He thinks that fitting into the role of the circus will help him survive.

As if trying to maintain humanity whilst being deprived of it causes abstraction.

So he picks the perfect role to extract himself of any sort of sincerity or responsibility.

The comedian.

He uses it as a shield even if it damages his relationship with Pomni. And he tries to use Pomni’s humorously chosen role to his advantage, to get her to leave.

Pomni’s prying would humanize him. He would be too open, too vulnerable, too human. He won’t be able to play his role anymore. Or use it to protect his sanity.

If he had nothing beneath his cruel exterior, he wouldn’t have to beg Pomni to stop looking.

Jax knows that if she keeps looking, if she helps him open up, if she pursues his friendship despite his protests, he WILL break, and he WILL show her who he really is. He can’t resist getting close with someone because he — like everybody else — needs a friend.

So he had to make her stop.

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how they initially just sing Daisy Bell just to mock Zooble only to progressively pay more attention to each other to where by the end they fully focus on having fun with each other is AHDHSHAUXDDCCISHBDBXJ

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Hi! I saw your wolf keum fanfic when the reader was wolf’s little sister/brother! I was wondering if you could do the same thing but wolf comforts the reader? You don’t have to if you don’t want to!

Rough Advice ft Wolf Keum

A/N ahhh I ‘m not sure I did well it’s fairly short too; I ‘m not sure if its too out of character here but I did try my best to find the best cannon mean wolf to comfort so hopefully I reached a good middle; it’s Wolf Keum so there is going to be cursing

Reader here is replaced by Dokucha which stands for reader in Japanese to ensure the enjoyment of both reader and oc character readers!

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Dividers by @/saradika

"What the hell is up with you?" Wolf questioned, coming up behind his younger sibling's sniffling form on the stairs.

"Nothing!" they hurriedly sputtered out, looking away from the man.

"Look at me," He growled. Watching as Dokucha hesitantly turned their head towards him.

It was surprising, given his infamous 3-second rule, but the young man valued eye contact when it came to his younger sibling; it was a preference that he kept to those closer to him, but so far, his sibling was the only one who had made the list.

More so than eye contact, he simply liked seeing the person's face, if only to ensure they had not been a victim of a beating.

He only averted his gaze once he had made sure that no suspicious bruising or swelling covered his sibling's face. He threw the cigarette on his mouth on the floor, stomping it out before sitting next to them, back against the wall, his body facing them as he slouched back and closed his eyes.

"What happened?" he grumbled.

"No one wants to play with me at daycare," They sniffled out as they wiped their eyes in an attempt to get rid of the tears filling their cheeks, only for more and more to replace them.

Wolf let out a scoff at Dokucha's dilemma.

"Just beat them up."

"I want to make friends!" They cried, gaping at his brother's response

Wolf let out an annoyed huff, rolling his eyes as he pulled another cigarette from his pocket and placed it on his lips, unlit. They spent a while like that, in silence, until Wolf eventually let out a sigh and opened his eyes and put his attention on the child.

"You need to talk to them."

"I did!"

"Did you or did you stay on the back like a loser?"

"..."

"You won't make any friends if you don't start stepping up, preferably closer to people"

"You make it sound easy, Wolf," they mumbled.

"Listen, you don't have to do it; you can just stay alone if it floats your boat," he called dismissively

"But what if they're mean?"

"Then move on. They could be assholes, but you won't find out by staying on your ass all day."

"What if they come after me?"

"Let them try," he scoffed once again.

"I'll beat anyone who even tries to look at you wrong," he growled out, raising a lazy eyebrow as he caught his sibling now looking at them with a smile.

"What?"

"I didn't know you cared so much."

"Shut the hell up," He hissed out, slightly flustered, looking away, he mumbled softly.

"I do care, I'm not going to be some mushy loser, but I'm still your brother."

"Thank you, Big Brother."

"Yeah, Yeah"

Too OOC?

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Starting school tmr no!! 😭

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Hi! I love your stories and your page,could you do a story where wolf keum comforts Y/N over something pls? It can be anything like bullying,or just a small thing. Thank you! ❤️

wolf comforting you ;

wolf keum x gn!reader

➤ when you get upset, you try to keep it to yourself as you don’t want your boyfriend wolf to see you emotional

➤ this is for two reasons. one: wolf isn’t the best at comforting you. two: his way of “helping solve the problem” is to completely eliminate the problem

➤ on paper, it sounds like a cute boyfriend thing to do. but one time wolf punched your teacher for yelling at you in front of the class, and you got a week of detention as a result

➤ you made wolf promise after that to never get involved or fight your fights, and he listened until he saw you crying in your room

➤ you wanted to keep the situation to yourself, but it was getting too much for you to handle on your own, and the result was killing you

➤ when wolf saw you crying, all he could do was stand awkwardly in your doorway. he wanted to go over and pat your head before offering to hurt whoever hurt you, but then he remembered his promise and didn’t

➤ you were being bullied at school, which was so common in your area that no one ever did anything about it. there was nowhere to run

➤ looking up and catching his eye, you could tell he understood what you needed. your face completely crumpled when wolf rushed to sit beside you and pulled you into his chest

➤ hugs with wolf were usually awkward. he wouldn’t always know where to put his hands or if he should hug you under or over the shoulders, but suddenly, he was an expert at holding you and letting you cry

➤ he'd quietly shush you, placing delicate kisses in your hair as he held you close and ran his fingers through your hair

➤ wolf would sit there, holding you, for as long as you need. he wouldn't care about the tears bleeding into his shirt, the awkward cramp forming in his shoulder, he wouldn't care about anything but you and your quieting sniffles

➤ “you’re okay, y/n.” he’d say in an unusually soft voice, startling you enough to stop crying. “i won’t let anyone touch you again, if that’s what you want.”

➤ you’d simply raise your head from his chest and look at him with watery eyes. “i want you to teach me how to fight them off myself.”

➤ wolf would just grin. “i can do that.”

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Comforting wolf

Comforting a crying wolf (Comfort) ❤️‍🩹

This story takes place after Donald’s death

You had never seen wolf cry before. You never saw him get phased by anything,when he got mad,he would just stay quiet,when he was annoyed he would just have a silent scowl on his face. You barely even saw him smile. But today…today was different..wolf still had his usual stoic expression,but his eyes were sad,and you couldn’t help but be worried. You knew wolf hated to talk about his feelings,so you came up with a way to get him to tell you what was going on by not directly asking him. You took him to a secluded park,and you guys were just chatting,looking at the stars and trees. You assumed he was upset about the union,even though it had ended. But,it was the only thing you could think of.

“So how’s it going with the union and everything?” You asked,you placed your hand on top of wolf’s. “It’s disbanded.” “I know…but..what is everyone else doing?” “Don’t know. Don’t really care either,why should I care about those fuckers?” You knew something was wrong,of course wolf didn’t like the union members but,he never openly said it like this,and that’s how you knew something was very wrong. “Wolf..it’s just..I know you hate this but- “I’m fine.” Wolf cut you off,avoiding eye contact completely. Usually he would glance or look and you when he talked but he was just looking straight. And that’s when you noticed the tears brimming in his eyes,he suddenly turned his head away. You just had to ask, “what’s wrong,baby?” You ask,wolf was full on crying,he was sniffling,his breath was hitching and the tears wouldn’t stop.

You didn’t know what to do. Wolf had never cried in front of you before. So,you didn’t really know how to comfort him. You just wrapped your arms around him and rocked him gently,letting him lean into your shoulder and just cry. You were worried out of your mind,something serious had to be going in for wolf to cry like this,or just cry in general.

“It’s..it’s Donald..I know I said I didn’t care but..I do..I didn’t really like him but..I do kind of miss him..even if it’s just a little.” Your heart broke when wolf said that,you had never expected him to bring up Donald again,you didn’t even know wolf spent so much time with him to the point where he grieved about him. But,you didn’t judge,you would never. “I’m sorry,wolf” you hug wolf tighter,just letting him cry everything out. “Sorry..” he mumbled. “Don’t be sorry,it’s fine wolf,it’s okay to cry.”

After note:This is kind of a lazy one..with school starting and everything I made not upload as much as I usually do but I hope you guys enjoyed! ❤️

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I miss you hope you're ok!!

oh hi! i’m doing fine actually dw. i started to go crazy bc of writing fanfiction LMFAOO

sometimes i really want people to enjoy the things i create so then i go crazy because i never get popular LMAO. i get jealous of people who are better than me very easily.

i’ll be sure to get back on the seongje grind bc that man is still my man 🤤 and i definitely want to finished shared burns 🐺🐺 thank u for ur concern ❤️❤️

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Donald's hair styles

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the face card is insane

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Wolf keum with a cheerleader reader 📣💙

Where your a cheerleader and in a relationship with wolf

-He comes to all the football games just to see you

-He records you like a Facebook mom on special performances

-He makes sure your hair and makeup are good

-He fixes your bow if he sees it’s crooked

-He makes sure no one looks at you in a sexual manner (Except if it’s him ofc)

-He congratulates you by kissing your forehead after every performance

-If any of your couches make you cry,he’ll find a way to get them out of the coaching business

SFW

He grabs your thighs when helping you practice a lift

He looks under your skirt when you bed down

When you have a outfit that shows your shoulders he bits his lip

After your performance he will pull your skirt more up

He grabs around your waist,especially if you have a crop top on

He sets you on his lap and kisses you,especially when everyone is around

After note:OMG THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING LIKE A NSFW/SMUT THING! I hope it’s good..might delete tho 😭