cunning and addictive.

about. bio. navi. "cunning" is the art of concealing our own defects, and discovering others' weaknesses. this is a sideblog; i can't follow back.

[notkitsune]

hello! this is wonjae, my second muse for this group! (this is a side blog, so i can’t follow back! sorry bout that!)

excited to plot with him, he is very different than my other muse here :D you can access his about page here, but in the meantime, below is a little intro to him and some potential plots! dm me or ask for dis/cord if you’d prefer! tw in the first few bullet points for dv, will be marked below the cut as well

wonjae was born and raised in seoul!

he was mostly raised by his mother—his father wasn’t very involved in his life

(tw: dv) when his father was around, it was mostly to cause issues—getting very drunk, fighting with his mother, etc

when wonjae is 17, he fights his dad & basically kicks his ass then tells him to never come back. happy ending

overall, throughout school, wonjae was in and out of trouble. as a rather obvious anomaly, he was no stranger to the meanness of other kids

he likes to say he was cool, calm, and collected, and never let it get under his skin. thats a blatant lie—he would get angry and throw punches, scratch, bite, etc

he eventually was sent to a special “scare em straight” no nonsense type of school

despite his rough exterior, wonjae was always a creative soul. he started channeling his emotions into his art—his favorite mediums being painting, sculpting, and photography

eventually he attends sua as a visual arts major, and now has started his first year in a masters of fine arts to continue his education!

he’s been a member of house gangcheori since his undergrad, but has since moved up to vice captain. he’s very loyal to this team!

while he loves sporting rallies, he dislikes any other sporting events (he sees anything else as boring)

while wonjae was a very angry kid/teen, he has since calmed a bit (read: learned that remaining cool in the face of adversaries is usually more frustrating for them than getting pissed)

(he likes to think so at least. something about sporting rallies still brings out the beast inside. competitive ass)

he can still definitely reach that point though. which is great because emotional outbursts can make him turn into a fox sometimes. fun stuff

he’s overall a self-absorbed type, very confident in himself and often erring on the side of cocky and arrogant

he doesn’t like to open up—he’s very good at making it seem like he’s sharing a lot about himself when he really hasn’t told you much of anything

despite this, he can be a fun friend to have—certainly fun at parties!

if he does like you, he can be nice. i prommy he’s not JUST an asshole

oh also fun fact since he has a tail he taught himself to sew to fix his pants to be tail friendly. but then he just found he liked it, got better, and now makes a lot of his own clothes!

that went on super long but anyway here are some potential connections!!

people who knew him in school? maybe before he was sent off as a delinquent? or someone else who attended this scare em straight type of place?

fellow artsy types? collaboration on art projects? similar/complementary art styles?

a muse—someone who inspires his art, who would be open to random “i need you to come model” texts

while wonjae has never been in a real relationship (that requires #OpeningUp which is a big no-no), i’d be open to plotted ex flings, casual hookups, fwb, you name it

could even play with the emotions of this—was your muse cool with it being casual? did they feel misled or was this a mutual understanding? etc

enemies? he’s kind of a bitch so i’m sure there are people who do NOT like him

fellow house gangcheori members! do they like him? not like him?

other sporting rally house members! do they actually hate each other, or is it a joke?

handsome man just spontaneously became a fox right before your eyes wyd (i’m mostly joking about this but it does make me laugh)

literally anything i’m open to discussion!!

[notkitsune]

representing house gangcheori: song wonjae and kwon jinah!

wonjae and jinah decide that making it unclear who the person holding the token is would be wise; it seems rather obvious that the guy who can become a fox would be the one holding the token, but the real token is with jinah as the runner, and wonjae is the seeker!

to make this more realistic, wonjae immediately shifts to his full fox form for speed, and creates a visual illusion of the token in his mouth as he flees.

his superior senses serve him well; he listens closely for any players discussing their tokens or strategies, and can often smell who is coming before they spot him (since he's mostly familiar with the other players).

[notkitsune]

@ecstly2:

( ... ) "hi," east flickers into visibility, only about two feet away from the other. if there was a way to flicker nervously, this was it. "i was just looking for..." his eyes dart around the books, quickly stumbling back. he grabs a random book off the shelf. "this! um..." oh, great. in his hands was a beautiful copy of Rats, Lice, and History. "i've found it now. i should really get going." he tries to back up a bit more before his legs ultimately fail him, tripping over his own feet and causing him to topple backwards. in a panic, he conceals himself again, the only hint of a fall being the thumping of his body hitting the floor and the book flying through the air.

wonjae's very first thought is triumphant, victorious—it's almost like he just won the most high-stakes and difficult game of where's waldo? on planet earth. plus, he gets the added benefit of not being crazy paranoid and losing his mind.

the ears and nose never lie. wonjae almost internally apologizes for doubting them.

"hey!" the triumph very quickly gives way to anger; a minor flare, nothing serious, but there nonetheless. "don't lie to me. why were you watching me?" something about it reminds him of his high school years; he certainly got his fair share of strange looks and whispers, and goddamnit, he did not come to a university full of freaks just for it to continue.

though, an unexpected twinge of pity befalls him when the individual falls—he doesn't see it, but he certainly hears something hit the ground. pity? for someone watching him? probably making petty comments in his head about how freaky the weird fox kid looked?

deep breaths, wonjae. you're not in high school anymore.

he heaves a heavy sigh. as much as he wants to continue interrogating the individual for his transgressions, he begrudgingly holds out a hand to the guy—at least, where he thinks he is, based on the sound when he fell. he can hear his mother in the back of his mind telling him to 'play nice!'

"... get up. i don't bite." the canines that show themselves when he talks may suggest otherwise. "not unless you deserve it."

[yunwooz]

SEONGHWA ✘ WONDERLAND 230923

[notkitsune]

for @newgvtes | destruction's rather common here, unfortunately

wonjae loved to pretend that he was not a slave to his own emotions. he's clearly a very calm, cool, in-control kind of guy. unfortunately, his anger often tries (and succeeds) in getting the better of him, and this is no exception. he hates that it's so easy to get under his skin, that he's so easily angered and it's so easy for him to lose control like that.

especially now, when it results in him damaging his own belongings, or those of the university. his one saving grace in this moment is that his roommate isn't home when he gets the email—'we are sorry, but upon reviewing other submissions for the gallery, we have decided to go with another artists' work. we wish you the best of luck moving forward.'

on a normal day, wonjae maybe have been able to calm the flames in his chest. perhaps if he hadn't had a stressful week combined with a lack of expelling kumiho energy, he would be able to tame the beast. but his mind starts down that path—best of fucking luck? that honorarium was going to pay his mother's rent! the kumiho within rears its head at the blood practically boiling in his veins, giving fuel to fire, turning a simply disappointing result into the end of everything. he tries to breathe deeply. he tries yelling into his pillow. the claws come out, and before he knows it, he's in full mythical fox mode, wreaking havoc upon his room.

scratch the walls. tear pieces off of furniture. slam a hole in the wall. get it out, get it out, get it out!

wonjae likes to carry himself as a level-headed, calm, in-control kind of guy. the loud noises of destruction from his room would certainly show otherwise.

[notkitsune]

for @theory74 | i never forget a face!

wonjae never claimed to be a master of subtlety, so at this point, he doesn't even try to hide when he's looking at someone, trying to remember who they are. this guy in the courtyard looks so damn familiar, and he's close to just going up and asking him who he is.

but that would mean admitting that he has forgotten, so instead, he continues squinting at this man from afar.

as time passes, wonjae's all but cracked the code—he's that hot guy who was on haetae for one year. he noticed his absence the following year; that's his job as vice captain, after all, to sort of know what's going on with other teams. he had some kind of metal thing going on anomaly-wise. he doesn't think that they ever competed together in that time, but he certainly saw him participate.

yet, wonjae can't remember his damn name. it's a shame; some part of him, in the very back of his mind, considered trying to recruit him to join gangcheori instead. maybe he had a good reason to leave, maybe he has some loyalty to haetae still, maybe not, but either way, it's worth a shot.

worst case, the guy says no way and they move on with their lives. but wonjae knows he can be quite convincing, when he wants to be.

no name comes to mind, though. nothing, not even a surname, not even a first letter, nothing. wonjae never forgets a face, but he's always had trouble putting a name to it.

fine. he gets up from his bench, closing his book—he wasn't reading anymore, anyway—and strides towards the individual.

"hey, you were on haetae last year, right? did we ever officially meet?"

[notkitsune]

for @ecstly2 | i know you're there!

wonjae thinks his anomaly status is both a blessing and a curse. his opinion changes from day to day; occasionally, he's pleased with this part of himself that makes him strong, fast, powerful. this ability that contributes to gangcheori's strength. other times, he hates that he can hear the person who breathes through their mouth loudly through his entire monday morning lecture, or that his upstairs neighbor's sex life keeps him up at night because he can hear everything. that, or the kid that pulled his tail at the store...

not to mention the general judgement and public distaste he faces for his status—but he'd never admit that this has any sway over him.

but here, now, at the library, it certainly feels like a blessing. he feels like he's being watched—or, at the very least, that there's someone else here. but he's alone in this aisle. isn't he? his first thought, embarrassing as it is, is that someone is spying on him for one of the other sporting rally houses. he knows that's crazy, and just himself being paranoid. he returns his attention to the bookshelf. he's imagining things.

wonjae can't shake it. he can hear someone breathing. he can smell someone unfamiliar nearby. but he can't see anyone, and it's driving him nuts.

"is someone... here?" the second the words leave his mouth, he feels stupid. but he has to trust his senses; if he can't trust himself, then who the hell can he trust? "i know you're there." he forces himself to sound more certain, turning towards where he believes the individual may or may not be.

shrödinger's library-goer. he squints directly towards the source of his suspicion, and takes a step towards it.

[notkitsune]

like this post for a starter! capping at three because i am very busy this week <3 if we haven't plotted, i may reach out to you to try and think of something!

[notkitsune]

hey y'all, me again just letting you know that i've added an informal bio page for wonjae! it's mainly in timeline/bullet format. maybe someday i'll turn it into a full written thing.

[notkitsune]

hey y'all! extremely small and inconsequential update to wonjae, but now in his standard human form he has fox ears in addition to the fox tail, claws & fangs on his original app.

i am cringe but i am free!

[atzupdates]

SH 💫 [231102] Instagram Update #In-starhwa-gram "Please take care of me in November too 😌"

[notkitsune]

🥚 what are you most grateful for?

🥚 - spiked eggnog.

"these days? gangcheori, easy. they're like a family to me, i couldn't ask for a better team.

i know that i can be a hardass on the field sometimes—well, a lot of the time—but they're really the most important little gang to me. maybe i should tell them more often.

(or maybe i should keep them guessing.)"

[notkitsune]

🌿 / 🍒

🌿🍒 - most recent text.

< to: ziying. > sms: so i know we did some photos recently but it's missing something sms: i can't explain it but as a fellow artist i'm sure you understand sms: anyway i need you to put that fit back on so we can do more pictures sms: same time, same place?

[notkitsune]

🎁🌿🍒🥀

🎁 - christmas gifts.

what the hell do you buy for someone who has all of the material possessions he could want? he had thought to splurge on some nice art materials, but that didn't seem good enough, special enough. so why does he find himself in the campus bookstore now, perusing the art history and theory shelves instead? he's not quite sure. dropping a shocking amount of money on his personal favorite book on color theory seemed fitting in some ways, but silly in many others. it's a book after all, and not even one with a riveting plot. but wonjae thinks to his own copy at home; a book that has been through hell, that he still consults frequently. that his mother had gifted him. that he's horrified will fall apart if he opens it too aggressively these days. it's not the most typical gift, nor is it the most popular book on color theory, but it's wonjae's favorite—and something about that makes it feel like a meaningful gift. even if wontaek never uses it, hell, it makes an interesting conversation starter. he slides the last copy off of the shelf, decided.

🌿🍒 - last text sent.

< to: wontaek. > sms: i'm about to lose my damn mind sms: if i buy you a coffee, will you meet me at the cafe so i can complain sms: because i'm about to lose it on one of my professors and ranting might make me feel better sms: i'll even throw in a pastry

🌿🥀 - 3 am drunk text.

< to: wontaek. > sms: do yoy remember that time we both fell asleep in the campus art studio sms: cause i snuck in a flask and we were painting drunk sms: i thinka bout that a lot sms: why don't we do that kind of shit anymore sms: too old?

[notkitsune]

for @13elmst | twisted up like a damn pretzel. <backdated to a rally earlier this year.>

the pain in wonjae's leg is almost unbearable, but no, he won't admit that yet. his pride won't let him succumb; as far as the team knows, he could have easily played that third round, but jaehyun decided he wasn't in the condition to do so. jaehyun made the final call, because jaehyun is the captain. the final prompt was perfect for wonjae, and he was all in, all willing—but since round two saw him twisting his whole leg up like a goddamn pretzel, some freshie got put in instead.

he could have run through the pain. (he physically can't currently put any weight on the leg.) he would have been fine. (he couldn't even hobble off the field on his own.)

but no, jaehyun benched his ass. completely undermined him. sent someone else in for what was supposed to be his prompt, his winning moment. no matter how much wonjae protested, pleaded, yelled, jaehyun had his mind set. it didn't help that he couldn't even stand to argue at jaehyun's eye-level.

ignoring that his knee down felt like it had spent time in a meat grinder, wonjae insisted to stay and watch. the kid did okay—well enough to win, he supposes—but something deep in his gut still boils. something in him wanted to be able to say 'i told you so!' when his being benched resulted in a loss.

but also, that would result in losing. conflict, conflict, conflict. would an 'i told you so!' really be worth a gangcheori loss, or would that have just made him even madder?

he isn't sure, so he just stews in the thought. still sitting there on the bench. still frozen, still where they had helped him off of the field. he can hear jaehyun in his head, now—we won, a win is a win, why are you so pissed?—but wonjae isn't sure he has an answer for his internal version of the captain's monologue. he's just angry. he can practically feel the kumiho spirit in his chest, fighting and clawing at his ribs, feeding on his rage, demanding to be freed and to wreak havoc.

he needs to punch something. bite something. or a stiff drink. better yet, all three.

[notkitsune]

[ jaehyun ] ✉️🌿🍒🥀

✉️ - honest letter.

oh captain, my captain! jaehyun, i know that i frequently say that you being gangcheori captain is unfair, but i hope you know that i'm kidding. i don't think i'd want anyone else in your position. it just wouldn't work right. where would gangcheori be if not for the double jae dynamic duo? or can you imagine if i was in charge? as much as i loathe to admit it, i'm not the leaderly type. at least not without any overhead. seriously, though, i really respect you, and i certainly don't tell you enough. i think the only person i respect more is my own mother. you are the only person other than her who seems to be able to get me to chill out, keep the beast calm. which is ironic, because you are a beast in and of yourself. i think we're really similar in that way. but that doesn't matter—what does matter is that i do really care about you, even though i don't say it much. can't imagine another partner in crime. take care of yourself, wonjae.

🌿🍒 - last text.

< to: jaehyun. > sms: i lost track of time and will be late sms: i know i know very important gangcheori things vice captain can't be late blah blah blah sms: if you could see the improvements i made on my newest piece you'd understand sms: you can handle yourself without me, you always do

🌿🥀 - 3 am drunk text.

< to: jaehyun. > sms: i think we might be soulmates sms: like platonic soulmates sms: like you seriously complete me sms: don't tell anyone i said this. actually forget i said this sms: in fact, delete this. block me actually. i'm gonna throw my phone out the window sms: see ya never again!!! lmao!

[notkitsune]

🌿 🥀 🍒

🌿🥀 - 3 am drunk text.

< to: noa. > sms: i'm not your favorite gangcheori member :( there's no way :( sms: i don't know why it matters to me rn but it does sms: how do i become your favorite gangcheori goon i want an adoring fan sms: pls this is so important to me right now sms: i also feel sick but i don't think that's relevant sms: but it might be

🌿🍒 - last text.

< to: noa. > sms: do you know where tenha is sms: they owe me dinner sms: they didn't say when the dinner had to be & i want it now sms: alternatively, would you like to go get dinner