whatever the joker's gone through i've been through worse
i want to post on wattpad but then it means i'll have to create a cover
ok because I have wolf keum brainrot and chapter263 reconfirmed that he was practically unknown, prior to his entry to the union- i just wanna know what his backstory is (asking for the hundredth time).
like, it's so off that someone like wolf, who gets into fistfights regularly, managed to remain inconspicuous throughout middle school, enough that most people didn't even know what he looked like prior to his union debut. he has pastel purple hair.
the only plausible explanation i can think of is that he wasn't getting into fistfights regularly in middle school, which is also weird because every flashback we have of him from then is of him fighting?
Jong-woo: I'll kill you! Moon-jo: Is he flirting with me? 😏
There was blood staining the button down shirt of his uniform.
Baekjin found himself looking at the spot for a bit longer than he most likely should.
It had dried already, turning from red to brownish, stiffening the fabric and turning it scratchy, but if he soaked it now, it should wash out fully… It was a pity that there simply wasn't the time for it now.
imesMaybe he could make time, but the question was, if it would be worth it. On one hand, a dried blood stain could either indicate messiness, unkemptness or give him an intimidation factor. Or a combination of these three things, depending on who he was dealing with.
The problem was that this was his school uniform and he had no intention of appearing unkempt inside the school where keeping up his image and reputation had its own importance, especially when the further success of his plans depended on having a professional enough appearance to be taken serious.
If it had been one of his other clothes, he wouldn't care as much. It wasn't a big stain and not in a visible spot either, so he could get away with keeping small blood splatters on himself as a small cue to remind his followers to not underestimate him. For some reason they tended to think he was going soft if he turned up repeatedly without any stain on himself.
How quickly they could forget the beating he handed out was confusing though. Sure, most of them had only ever witnessed him giving these beatings and not felt them themselves-only few people ever forgot if he gave them the painful hits personally-but it should still leave some impression.
The blonde looked at the bloodstain again, rubbing his thumb over the fabric and feeling the rough and hardened texture the soft fibers had turned into.
Aspirin should work well to break down the blood and help keeping it from staining. Saliva would do the same, but he had better things to do than soaking part of his clothing in spit, even if they handed up in the washer right after. He was past the point where that was necessary. He had other options now.
Stains were an annoyance anyway. If everything would go as he wanted and if he didn't need to steer people one way or the other, if he wasn't dependant on these people acting as he made them, he wouldn't even bother to think about reasons not to remove stains.
He preferred clean clothing with no hint of inability to keep it clean.
Sighing, the teen looked up from the stain and around the hallway to locate the nearest bathroom.
It would suck to wear a wet shirt, but it would only be the sleeve and he wouldn't even need to get the whole sleeve wet.
And in the end, he couldn't afford stains on the uniform. He didn't want them there either.
I keep thinking about her (mysterious fanmade teaser for Netflix's ASoUE)
a comic about fix-it fanfics
it feels so nice to get all these headlines in my inbox, finally some good fucking news
You had fun when you killed everyone here. Didn't you?You can kill anyone you want to kill and save anyone you want to save. It feels like being a deity. Babe, you and I can do anything together from now on. Aren't you excited already?