I Think I Saw A Post Like This Forever Ago But I Don't Wanna Go Thru The Effort Of Finding It So. Reblog

Very interesting and fascinating to me that even after doing so much 5D chess and the novel being his only strength throughout all this, Kim Dokja's self loathing is so strong that he contemplates if someone else had read the novel instead of him, someone more "talented" than him, things would be somehow better.

Equally hilarious to me is all these people are agreeing that TWSA was actually such a fuckass boring novel that they were glad Kim Dokja read it because they could never bring themselves to sit through it

here’s the thing it’s like an integral part of orv, in my opinion, is that to some degree it will be hostile to the reader. every reader. people who come for the number go up power leveling will be put through s&s’ philosophical agenda/literary conspiracy board, people who come for the overarching themes and narratives have to sit through fucking capture the flag arc and other such agonies. do not tell me of a fan of orv who enjoyed every development every aspect every word I will not believe you.

Everybody give it up for my friend that I got into orv

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thinking again about kim dokja's face censor and how its such a good mechanic. foreshadows the most ancient dream reveal. shows how his desperate wish to be a normal child effects him still to this day. functions as an extension of his reader-self-insert status. and most excellently shows exactly how much his disassociation and distancing from everyone and everything in his life affects him, to the point where his loved ones can't even recognize his face. that when they think of him it is with his back turned and expression obscured because they never knew anything else. no one can recall his features, be reminded of them when they look at his mother or see his familiar facial expressions in his kids. he's perpetually a blank slate, someone neither we nor his loved ones can see anything distinctive in because thats the point of his character and i so deeply adore it. someone needs to get sing shong out of the kitchen because they cannot keep cooking like this

A KimCom pantheon and their domains according to Dream Brain:

Han Donghoon: shadows

Lee Gilyoung: insects

Lee Seolhwa: healing

Jung Heewon: retribution and also fire

Yoo Sangah: beauty and also thread/weaving

Kim Dokja: illusions

Yoo Joonghyuk: sword

Demon King of Salvation I drew when bored

Whumpril Day 3 - Sore

It started small. Sitting on the toilet, Yoo Mia looked down and saw blood staining her clothes. She felt like crying. Why was there blood? Was she injured? Was she dying? Tears came to her eyes.

She left the bathroom, and walked over to her oppa. He was cooking the company’s dinner in the kitchen they had taken over. Yoo Joonghyuk looked up when he heard footsteps at the door.

Seeing his sister in tears, he dropped what he was doing, seemingly chopping vegetables, and went over to his sister. Leaning down to hold her face, he asked why she was crying.

“I was just on the toilet a-and I looked down a-and saw blood! Why was there blood!” Yoo Mia was hiccuping and she felt like she couldn’t breathe.

“Hey, hey, it’s normal, I think I know what’s going on, it’s okay,” Her brother was comforting her, wiping her eyes before pulling her in close. “Do you want me to go over it or would you rather have Lee Seolhwa or Lee Jihye?”

“You please, oppa,” The girl had not completely stopped crying but was slightly calmer now.

“Why don’t we sit down then?”

Yoo Mia’s stomach felt like it was bursting. There was an all consuming ache lingering in her chest, and it hurt, ever so badly. She drew her knees up to her chest, rocking back and forth to try and make it stop.

Yoo Joonghyuk, seeing this, brought his sister into a hug.

“It happens when you get older, your body starts adapting to you growing up,” Yoo Mia wanted to make a comment about how she knew what puberty was, but the ache swallowed up the majority of her attention.

***

Her oppa was dead. He died after fending off a sword strike meant for her. When her time of month came next, she remembered how he had so lovingly told her about what it would be like. She remembered how he calmed her down when she was crying. She remembered how he didn’t leave until she was in a better state of mind.

She curled up, and the ache wouldn’t end.

I finally finished my concept of their lion looks, and I’m really happy with how they turned out! It seems like I'm better at drawing animals than people Maybe this is the kind of fanart I can really focus on xD /who is interested in this besides me/ I have some more ideas for art with them