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There’s a lot of things he could say to Ivan now. What the fuck would cover a lot. What was any of that? I saw you. I saw Mizi. I let you down again. Aren’t you disappointed—
Instead, Till says, “You were crying.”
this Ivan makes me so sad I had to give him a hug. so I did
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Randall didn’t regret becoming accordant with Joyeuse, and he didn’t regret breaking it either. But if there was one thing he’d think twice about...
“Can I call you my sunflower now?”
“This again?!”
Sunburn
Feather/Randall - 4.3k words - rated E
just turning gbf’s metaphorical gay sex into actual gay sex. happy pride
unfortunately I still think I’m funny so here’s a related image
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Ivan had gotten his own collar removed due to… good behavior, they’d told him, but the actual reason was obvious: some fundamentally broken part of him made it so any collar they tried never once flickered from its pleasant green. And even if their excuse had been the truth, it wasn’t relevant now because Till was incapable of behaving, forever resisting, eternally defiant, nothing like Ivan at all—
Or: how Ivan figured out how to unlock Till’s collar.
sometimes instead of writing a post about your headcanon it becomes a 1.4k word fic you know how it is
some drabbles of kim dokja's company during a snow day, before the story of orv starts
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One could say Kim Dokja was lucky for reaching his apartment before the snowstorm truly picked up. Another could say he was unlucky for the storm happening exactly on the night he meant to go grocery shopping. And the first would argue with the second, saying if he’d just checked the weather forecast a day earlier he wouldn’t even be in this situation, so that couldn’t be called bad luck, only a lack of forethought…
…Damn it, he really was hungry.
It was lucky he had time to eat lunch during work today, and unlucky he had literally nothing left in his fridge or pantry now for dinner. Clear proof that trying to cut himself off from instant noodles was a mistake.
The cold was worse than the hunger, though. Kim Dokja knew this building had terrible insulation, but now he was feeling the lack of it seep into his bones. Wasn’t it some building code violation to let the temperatures indoors drop this low? Of course, having the time or money to do anything about that was out of the question, but he could daydream taking his bastard landlord to court anyway.
For now, he just had to bear it. If the Iron-Blooded Supreme King Yoo Joonghyuk could withstand being plunged into the coldest depths of Poseidon’s ocean, then Completely Average Salaryman Kim Dokja could definitely triumph over a particularly cold Seoul night…!
Before he could cringe himself to death over that thought, a notification popped up on his phone. A new chapter of Three Ways to Survive in a Ruined World? tls123 had announced another hiatus earlier this week, which from previous experience would last a couple days longer, so he hadn’t expected an update today. Maybe, they’d come back early just to save him—?
>> lol there ws rly smn like this… s5gir antis r so sad
Unfortunately, it was only a reply to a comment he’d made years ago. Specifically, one on a chapter of SSSSS-Grade Infinite Regressor pointing out how obviously “Yoo Joonhyun” was ripping off his Joonghyuk-ie…
The person who replied had probably assumed his account was old enough to have been abandoned, especially with how much backlash his comments had gotten then. So they’d surely be in for a shock if the original commenter shot back with definitive proof of this so-called author’s plagiarism.
…Kim Dokja was twenty-seven now. Having graduated university despite all odds he now “contributed to society” by going through the motions of a meaningless QA job, so he would definitely be considered an adult. Definitely too old to participate in flame wars online. Definitely too mature to start typing up a cool reply (carefully composed, he couldn’t seem like he was letting emotion get to his head) on how much evidence he’d collected to support his point (all saved to a draft on his personal email account, so he could access it wherever) and how they should at least apologize to tls123-nim in place of this pretentious “writer” who still refused to…
And really, ‘s5gir’? With an abbreviation that clunky, no wonder they had to copy someone. Couldn’t even come up with a decent title.
Only after posting the reply did Kim Dokja realize he’d completely forgotten about the cold while typing.
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Not for the first time, Ivan wondered why he could feel pain, yet so little of other emotion. It hurt when he picked at this wound, it hurt when he came across Till beaten and bound, and it hurt when he saw Till’s shy smile that only appeared when Mizi praised him. But it was a pain he couldn’t get enough of.
Well, he’d always known he was twisted.
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Ivan obsesses over the mark Till left on him.
this time a fic from ivan pov
he has so many problems
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After tens of thousands of years, their long journey had finally come to an end. They'd broken past the Final Wall, awoken the Oldest Dream, and could finally live the rest of their lives out in peace.
Even Kim Namwoon could be satisfied with this ending.
[Giant Story ‘Delusional Design’ is stuttering!]
...As soon as he figured out how to stop that.
the 999th regression gang + secretive plotter + oldest dream post-epilogue... but from the pov of the "monarch of the great abyss"
or: trying to exorcise my many many thoughts about kim namwoon by putting them in fic form
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Weedy had expected a stupid question, but this... "Why... don’t you... ask him?" she finally managed through gritted teeth.
"Because."
"Because..."
Thorns looked to the side. "...Reasons."
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For reasons beyond anyone's comprehension, Thorns goes to Weedy for advice.
wrote roughly 3k words of weedy & thorns being dumb as hell
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