#orv fics

[seolsoo]

is there such a thing as a warm darkness?

It's green all around. The sun hangs overhead. Jihye shields her eyes.

She doesn't know where she is.

2k

Lee Jihye-centric

Jihye and the gang goes on a summer hiking trip

Read it here

This piece was originally published in Anchors Aweigh! a Lee Jihye fanzine (2023) hosted by @themazine

Please check it out! It's completely free and everyone's pieces are excellent!

[lovecraftiancicada]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/40163970/chapters/100591656 <- the best JoongDok + YJH's POV fic

The second part is post-73rd Demon king arc

So, SPOILERS!!!!

Oooh i haven't read that one yet. I'm gonna save it in my homescreen so i don't forget, thanksss :]

[orphiclovers]

Actually I'm not done talking about yoohankim's awful digital footprint pre-scenarios. Kim Dokja gets a lot of flack for being chronically online and cringe and that's fair enough but let's just acknowledge that neither Yoo Joonghyuk or Han Sooyoung are ANY better.

For Han Sooyoung it's obvious. Despite having her own sucessful webnovel, presumably with fans who support her, she gets obsessed with her one hater who thinks she is a plagiarist, finds the "original" novel where this guy was the only commenter on every chapter, and instead of reading her own comments she spends her time reading HIS and imagining he's saying that about her writing. She does this for years. DERANGED BEHAVIOUR. Pre-scenarios Han Sooyoung has no excuse to be acting this crazy. Sent to internet jail for being weird online.

1863rd Han Sooyoung. Automatically get a pass to act unhinged bc after going through the apocalypse that's just expected and also the only person she talks to for 13 years is Kim Dokja and a creepy old man who calls her god, BUT. That being said she's a perfectly average and healthy internet user! Spends literally every waking moment writing a shitty webnovel so hard pieces of her soul chip away and infuse in it, sure, but she doesn't bother anyone, just does her own thing, posts the chapters and occasionally chats with her one commenter. The most normal one here. Somehow.

Kim Dokja. Big fan of a webnovel and can get intense about it sometimes, starts fights online defending his fave character, recommends the same novel so much he gets banned from forums, whatever. WE'VE ALL BEEN THERE IS WHAT IM SAYING. This is nothing too crazy, only about the level of an average fandom superfan. Uses his real name online which is certainly a choice but some people do that in real life too. Giving him a pass, I was also a cringey emo teen on the internet once. (and im still cringe and emo)

Yoo Joonghyuk as seen in Yoo Mia side story. Absolutely glued to his phone. He checks it while eating breakfast, while in the car being driven to work, while literally walking down the street so that Yoo Mia has to tell him to put it away and hold her hand! He is basically addicted to reading hate comments about himself. In his narration he mentions that there are only a few regulars in the forums he lurks in and that he recognizes all their usernames, accidentally revealing that he's in too deep and officially lost in the sauce. Even his manager tells him he should stop reading the comments because they clearly upset him, but he justifies it to himself by thinking quote, "If someone has a grudge against him, he just needs to be prepared to face that hatred. Then everything is under his control."  That last line especially is such a cope, and reveals that this behavior is another one of his desperate attempts to feel in control of his life, and as pathetic as that is and as much as I feel sympathy this is being weird online and I'm sending him to Internet jail.

Bonus round: Secretive Plotter. Need I say anything. Absolutely glued to his phone AGAIN, no it doesn't make it better that sometimes it's his kkomas instead of him. Canonically has a bound book of every single comment Kim Dokja ever left on WOS, printed out, which is more freak mode than even Han Sooyoung went. Straight to jail.

[kiwiandmint]

A scene from chapter 19 of the fanfic Apostrophe by @lialox!

Spoilers ahead!

[levia-san]

Scene from "stars of all shapes and sizes" where YMA terrrorises KDJ (with some artistic liberties taken)

It was so funny oh KDJ my pathetic meow meow... ♥️ Link to the fic! (x)

[jomeimei421]

shoutout to this fic for having the jdj kiss of all time 😭

prologue past the epilogue is genuinely one of the best orv fics out there in terms of sheer characterization and KDJ’s voice, but there are two caveats to me recommending it:

enjoy!!

[hehearse]

an illistration for this fic about an exciting new roleplaying scenario with a reverse time flow and a murder mystery :)

[1chaerry]

Poised and Reckless

Summary: Kim Dokja read TWSA more times than he knew and then when the fiction became reality, he felt like he could perhaps deal with it somehow. Until he meets a woman who doesn't exist in the novel and has turned the experiences of the Apocalypse questionable.

Or,

KimCom has a reckless member, even more than Kim Dokja (shocking) who always keeps them and the Constellations on their toes with her antics. Maybe also causing a few admirers down the road.

w.c 2.5+

Reader is called "Saram", the Korean version of "Human/Person"

"Dokja, look, look, I found a sword" The woman grinned as she walked over to Kim Dokja in an excited manner. The KimCom group paused and looked at the woman who practically skipped over to the white coat wearing man. Kim Dokja had a baffled look on his face as she held a sword that was thrice her size. Even Lee Hyunsung felt his jaw hit the broken ground as he saw her carry a sword that was obviously too big for her.

[ Constellation Demon Like Judge of Fire is confused where Incarnation Saram got that sword ]

[ Constellation Prisoner of the Golden Headband feels stress at the sight of Incarnation Saram with the sword ]

[ Constellation Sleeping Lady of Brocade is screaming for someone to take away the sword from Incarnation Saram before she causes another mess ]

"H-hey, be careful with that!" Jihye panicked, immediately she moved away from the woman who was carelessly swinging the sword around. Yoo Sangah and Lee Seolhwa sighed tiredly, already used to her antics. Meanwhile, Han Sooyoung was snickering at the looks of terror on Hyunsung and Jihye's faces. How amusing.

"Saram-unni!"

"Saram-noona!"

Yoosung and Gilyoung exclaimed, their eyes glittering as they watched Saram stumble around with the sword. They were rather enthusiastic about Sarah's questionable antics. The kids being the only ones who could keep up with her hyper nature. Dokja sweatdropped, he wondered how a person who never appeared in TWSA could impact their lives so much. However, Dokja would never be unhappy that Saram had joined them, her antics, her behaviour, she, herself, was perhaps the only bit of normalcy they had left to the world that once existed.

Even if her antics caused them to age twenty years every time they saw her.

"Hyuk-ie, look!" Saram smiles as she ran over to the tall man, the sword making her off balance. Kim Dokja sighed at the scene, for some reason, this Sunfish, didn't react or say anything whenever Saram called him that. And to think Yoo Joonghyuk threw Kim Dokja into the river when they first met.

[ Constellation Goryeo's First Swordsman is amused how such a tiny incarnation is carrying such a huge sword ]

[ Constellation Goryeo's First Swordsman has sponsored 300 coins ]

"Where did you find that?" Yoo Joonghyuk asked calmly, as if seeing Saram with a sword thrice her size was normal - well, Saram never did normal things - as he eyed the sword. Saram practically sparkled before pointing towards a building.

"I killed that Monster and stole it." She grinned

"What monster—" Heewon regretted even asking the question as they turned to the direction where Saram was pointing. Everyone froze. Perhaps the Constellations also froze. Kim Dokja was speechless as he walked towards the woman, blinking owlishly as she stared up at Yoo Joonghyuk.

"Saram-ssi, by monster do you mean that 25 feet headless monster that is crashed into the building right now?" Sangah said slowly, her eyes stuck on the monster.

Saram grinned, "Yep!"

And a silence fell over the area.

"Hyuk-ie, see, I'm strong." Saram grinned as her balance was off due to the sword. Yoo Joonghyuk didn't say anything. More like he couldn't say anything. A sigh left his mouth and he extended his hand towards Saram, "I'll carry that sword."

Saram handed it over immediately.

Yoo Joonghyuk awkwardly pats her head.

"Just like that?!" Han Sooyoung, Gong Pildu and Lee Jihye exclaimed at the sight of Yoo Joonghyuk and Saram.

[ Constellation God of Wine and Ecstasy is wondering when that even happened ]

[ Constellation Secretive Plotter is amused at Incarnation Saram taking down a monster so quietly ]

[ Constellation Secretive Plotter has sponsored 500 coins ]

"Thanks for carrying it, Hyuk-ie." Saram hugged the man who stilled. Yoo Mia held back a chuckle as she watched her brother freeze up. Not just Joonghyuk, even the members of KimCom froze. The Supreme King Yoo Joonghyuk let someone hug him. And he didn't kill that person?

[ Constellation Demon Like Judge of Fire is flabbergasted ]

[ Constellation Demon Like Judge of Fire has sponsored 500 coins ]

"Kim Dokja, I think that is an imposter—" Han Sooyoung began.

"No, it's just Saram being Saram." Kim Dokja sighed as he walked pass the writer.

"But she- that guy- whaaaa?" Han Sooyoung was shocked, she walked baffled.

"Saram-unni is amazing." Yoosung said in admiration.

"Don't take her as an example." Dokja sweatdropped.

Yoo Joonghyuk wondered if he was being punished.

Saram dragged him with her as she walked through the broken and littered streets of Seoul excitedly. The KimCom was trailing behind them, he was sure he heard someone laughing - squid calamari sounded nice for dinner, maybe he'll make that for Mia and Saram - he thought when he caught sight of who laughed.

Kim Dokja had stored away the sword somewhere, Yoo Joonghyuk did not question as he was already being dragged by Saram. It was strange. Saram had a strange clinginess to him and Kim Dokja. Sometimes she would run up to him with sparkling eyes, showing things she found, walk behind him, cling to him, call him that damn name 'Hyuk-ie' and then again scold him when he got hurt.

She was strange. Yet, she was someone who drew people in. Yoo Joonghyuk, despite hating people hugging him or touching him in general, could not bring himself to push away Saram whenever she hugged him. It was as if he unconsciously felt that she needed it. A strange emotion. And she was a hurricane. One would never know what she would do the next moment.

Perhaps that's why he was currently being dragged by the woman to a clear stream with trees and a waterfall. He sighed as Saram let go of his hand and ran off with the kids- Yoosung and Gilyoung - coming back with the kids in bathing suits with her having a cover up; Joonghyuk didn't notice her coming back, opting to set up a grill and cook for Mia (and Saram). Everyone was unwinding, setting up a bonfire, playing games, strategizing, cooking when a barrage of messages suddenly appeared.

[ Constellation Demon Like Judge of Fire is blushing at the sight of Incarnation Saram ]

[ Constellation Prisoner of the Golden Headband is quiet ]

[ Constellation Queen of the Darkest Spring is wondering where Incarnation Saram got that outfit ]

"What outfit?" Heewon said in confusion.

Before a silence echoes.

And then screaming.

"WHERE ARE SARAM AND THE KIDS??"

"Which one of you left Saram unattended?"

"What is happening?"

"Why is the Prisoner of the Golden Headband quiet? Saram?!"

Panic broke out and a message appeared,

[ Constellation Abyssal Black Flame Dragon is wondering why everyone is stupid to not go to the waterfall ]

And so they all did.

Joonghyuk was dragged by Yoo Mia.

"Bihyung." Saram quietly called for the Dokkaebi. He appeared in a flurry of stars and constellations, the white fluff and horns always the same as always.

"You called?"

"Turn the channel around me off for a few moments please, the kids and I want to get changed."

"Let me know when you're done." Bihyung nodded and disappeared away. For some reason, Bihyung listened to Saram, even more so than, Kim Dokja. But, he wouldn't tell Kim Dokja that.

"Saram-unni, this is so cute!" Yoosung excitedly looked at her light blue wetsuit. Saram smiled at the young girl as she helped Gilyoung zip up the back of his wetsuit as well. Gilyoung also hugged Saram as a thanks and ran off with Yoosung towards the waterfall while Saram hummed to herself, looking through her inventory for a particular item she had bought a while back.

Saram changed into her own suit and pulled on a mesh cover up on top. She put her hair down and walked over to the kids - she found them quite easily - who were already in the water. Placing a towel on the ground, she sat there and watched them play in the water for awhile before telling Bihyung that he could turn on the camera now.

[ Constellation Queen of the Darkest Night finds the scene of the kids playing amusing. ]

Saram chuckled at the message and heard the kids call her as well, "Saram-unni/noona, come in the water already!"

And who was she to decline such a great offer?

Saram took off the cover up and walked into the water as well. The water felt nice and cool again her skin.

[ Constellation Demon Like Judge of Fire is blushing at the sight of Incarnation Saram. ]

[ Constellation Prisoner of the Golden Headband is quiet. ]

[ Constellation Queen of the Darkest Spring is wondering where Incarnation Saram got that. ]

Saram didn't pay much attention to any of that, simply having fun in the water with the kids. Even if the world went to ruin, she wanted to at least give the gives these small moments of happiness and peace. Yoosung and Gilyoung splashed her with water at the same time, causing her to be drenched completely, complaining, "You little—" She swam towards the two in a mock threatening way.

The kids laughed as Saram sent a small wave of water in their direction.

[ Constellation Last Pharaoh is enjoying the clothing choices of Incarnation Saram. ]

[ Constellation Demon Like Judge of Fire finds that scene to be really heartwarming. ]

The KimCom group ran over to find Saram, Gilyoung and Yoosung leisurely playing in the water. They stared at the scene with bafflement.

Kim Dokja had seen many things since this apocalypse began. But Saram was an entity that just always exceeded his expectations.

"Where did they even get those swimsuits?" Jihye blinked.

"Saram looks hella fine— ack!" Han Sooyoung was immediately hit on her head by Yoo Sangah.

"Saram is just full of surprises." Seolhwa chuckled and walked towards the shallow ends, waving at the three. Saram and the kids saw the group and swam over in their direction - the kids running when they were in shallow ends - while Saram took her time. A few jaws dropped when they saw her, a few faces blushed and a lot of them were left staring in bafflement.

"Where did you get this from?" Jung Heewon asked asked as she stood near the woman.

"I bought it awhile back, along with those suits for the kids but I stored them away in the inventory because there wasn't a place to keep them." Saram shrugged before her eyes caught her next target. She grinned and ran.

"Mia!" The younger Yoo was surprised at being called, she stood by Yoo Joonghyuk who was quiet, eyes staring at Saram. The woman smiled at Joonghyuk before grabbing Mia's hand, "Come on, I have a suit for you too." And Yoo Joonghyuk was left there as his sister was whisked away by the hurricane known as Saram.

"You know, if you stare anymore, you'll burn holes into her." Han Sooyoung teased Yoo Joonghyuk with a smirk on her face, "You perv."

[ Constellation Secretive Plotter is enjoying the spectacle ]

[ 300 coins have been sponsored ]

Han Sooyoung's screams of terror rang out a moment as she was chased by a raging Yoo Joonghyuk with Lee Jihye running after Yoo Joonghyuk with gleaming eyes.

Kim Dokja and Lee Hyunsung sighed but then froze when they were also approached by Saram with a glint in her eyes, "Dokja, Hyunsung~"

They ran off.

Dokja and Hyunsung were caught. Saram now had one hand around each of their arms as she walked towards the water with them, a wide grin on her face. Sangah chuckled at the sight, only Saram could do things like this.

[ Constellation One Who Changes His Existence is interested by Incarnation Saram's actions. ]

[ 500 coins have been sponsored. ]

Somehow, Saram had gotten everyone, except for Pildu - he wouldn't budge no matter what - in the water. She paused, not everyone was in the water. A certain King was missing. She grinned.

Kim Dokja shivered at the sight of her grin. That didn't mean anything good. Before he could say anything, Saram had already ran off - Dokja realised why she ran off when his eyes skimmed over this companions - in search of someone.

Saram returned a few moments later, practically pulling Yoo Joonghyuk - Dokja didn't know how that was possible either - with her as she had a huge smile on her lips. Yoo Joonghyuk was not someone who would indulge in all this. He would probably say no.

That was what everyone thought until —

Saram literally pushed the man into the water.

Jaws dropped.

"SARAM????"

"Master!"

"That's what I'm talking about!"

"Unni/Noona is so cool!"

"Seolhwa-ssi please give me a painkiller for my headache."

[ Constellation Secretive Plotter is amused by the actions of Incarnation Saram ]

[ 500 coins have been sponsored ]

[ Constellation Prisoner of the Golden Headband fell off his chair laughing ]

[ Constellation Abyssal Black Flame Dragon is laughing ]

[ Constellation Demon Like Judge of Fire is grinning like crazy ]

Saram jumped into the water as well. However, she was soon held in a headlock by Yoo Joonghyuk. A dark expression on his face.

"Saram-unni is turning blue!"

"Hey, you damn King!"

Saram in return pulled the man's cheek harshly causing him to jolt in surprise.

"Rest in peace, Saram."

"Nice Saram!"

"Saram-ssi, I'll pray for you."

Surprisingly, Yoo Joonghyuk didn't do anything and simply let her go. Jaws dropped.

Kim Dokja wondered, what was even happening at this point?

"HEY THAT'S TOO MUCH FAVOURITISM!" Han Sooyoung yelled and then screamed as a large wave was sent in her direction, flushing her away.

"Sooyoung-ssi got washed away!?"

"Would you like some chocolate, Yoosung and Gilyoung?" Sangah asked - ignoring the chaos - and the kids nodded, walking with her to the shallow ends.

"Saram put that boulder down—"

Gong Pildu yawned as he read his newspaper.

"Don't throw it on Yoo Joonghyuk!"

Seolhwa checked her medication supply.

"Don't throw it on Kim Dokja either!"

[ Constellation Prisoner of the Golden Headband is wondering if that boulder can kill ]

"Don't encourage her, you monkey!"

[lbhslefttiddie]

admittedly i dont specialize in moshang so perhaps i am simply not seeing the scholarly discussion on the topic but whenever ive seen the idea of airplane being the guy who wrote the sv world into existence and now Lives There acknowledged in any kind of metaphysical capacity its always either been "airplane by writing the world literally created it" or "airplane was getting prophetic visions beamed to him from another world and he wrote that into a book in his" and tbh neither of these has ever really resonated with me. i dont want to overplay his involvement in the higher powers of the universe, but as a writer myself it kinda rankles to have his creative woes, which are covered in the story and are sort of the backbone of The Entire Setting, dismissed in such a way that would rob him of authorship of his own work. his writing does not innately have some power to make worlds into reality, but it's HIS.

to me he is not a god, not a prophet, just a poor author who has had his most successful work plagiarized by extra-dimensional beings who may or may not be fujoshis

[seolsoo]

fireworks

1k

jhw-centric character study

pre-scenarios

prompts: jhw, late nights

As part of ORV Women Week 2023

read it here

[dyinggirldied]

A funny dream that I have as follow:

Kim Dokja and Han Yoojin: "Hyung, we are pregnant!"

Cale, befuddled: "???"

[eggmacguffin]

there's no slick way to say to someone, "please, please become utterly obsessed with a property I love that you have never heard of because I want to read the fics you specifically would write about it"

[themissinghand]

Can i please request a fic with secretive plotter with constellation wife reader? 🥺🥺 just a fluff (or maybe angst mhagghmg) fic of them spending time together while watching the stream and all. Thanks in advance!!!! ❤❤❤

Omniscient Reader Viewpoint Stars, Kisses, and Kkomas

Summary: In which Secretive Plotter fell in love with his favourite constellation, you.

Or, snippets of your domestic life with the all powerful Secretive but Tsundere Plotter and their “kids”.

Pairing: Secretive Plotter x F! Constellation! Reader

Note: Hey Anon, thanks for your patience! I always had a crush on Secretive Plotter (if you know, you know) and this is my chance to show it. After writing many energetic reader fics, I wanted to try one that is more relaxed and gentle. Hope you enjoy!

Warning: MAJOR SPOILERS FOR THE NOVEL, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

★・・・・・・★

"He's doing better than I expected," Secretive Plotter remarked, his eyes fixed on the stream showing Kim Dokja Company’s success as they plowed through scenarios.

While the stories of others were fascinating, Kim Dokja’s story was the most interesting, and thus, Secretive Plotter mainly donated and watched his stream.

He felt a hand resting on his arm, but paid no mind to it as if it was natural. 

"He's grown so much. But sometimes, he still needs your support." Your mellow voice reaches his ears as you sit down next to his throne, and leans over to watch. 

Secretive Plotter doubts that, after all, Kim Dokja is quite popular and successful without him. Perhaps you have grown fond of him too.

He eyes [41] and many of his kkomas sitting on your lap, also watching the stream and donating coins on behalf of his name.

“[41].” The kkoma jumped slightly, below slowly raising his head to meet his eyes. 

“Great Plotter…” 

Your gentle squeeze on his arm, made him look towards you who gave him an relaxed smile. 

You always do this to spoil the kkomas. He knows that you know all of them are him, and yet, you treat them like they are your children ("our" children). 

“Let him be. If anything, he can use my probability-” 

“It’s fine.” He immediately counters, before looking back at the screen.

He briefly heard a little whisper of a “thank you” from [41], and felt more of his kkomas came to join them on your lap. 

He heard a little giggle, making his heart beat just once, before he sighs beneath his breath. 

In essence, weren’t you spoiling him anyway?

Life on N’Gai’s Forest was peaceful. 

Secretive Plotter leaned back against a tree alone for a bit, getting some space from his kkomas, and watched the world slow around him. Very soon, he felt a presence near him, and he opened up, allowing you to nestle in his arms. 

He’s not an affectionate person, in fact, he was told many times by his comrades (long long ago), that he was quite terrible at it. 

(Was it Lee Seolhwa? It’s been so long since he remember her name) 

Hence why, he lets you do it while he initiates it. 

The streams of light around them dimmed, casting a soft glow over their faces. 

"Sometimes I forget how beautiful this place can be," you murmured, her fingers tracing patterns on his chest. It’s soothing he thinks, feeling another kind of touch with kind intentions. 

Sometimes, it makes him feel human. 

A wishful and useless thought, but nonetheless welcomed in his eternal life. 

She smiled, and didn’t mind the silence. She closed her eyes and savored the warmth of his embrace. 

"Let's stay like this a little longer."

He responded with a tighter embrace and a squeeze of assurance. 

Life on N’Gai’s Forest was peaceful. At least when it was just the two of you there. 

“Great Saintess, Kim Dokja is sacrificing himself again.” 

He felt his brow twitch in annoyance, an instinctive reaction, before shooting [666] a look. 

“Oh dear.” You patted his chest to calm him and turned to greet [666], and [999]. But of which now latched close to you while hiding from his glare. 

“Shall we, dear? We can’t let the hero of our story stop here, after all, he is the one you believe will reach the end of the story.” 

Without any response, you take his answer as confirmation, and try to sit up. 

Try being the key word, as he pulls you right back to his chest, and you feel a rumble in his chest. 

“Oh dear.” 

Secretive Plotter remained impassive as usual, despite his kkomas staring at him, bewildered. 

“I’m surprised, I thought you would attend the Constellation Banquet.”

Secretive Plotter sat on his throne watching the star stream as usual. 

Kim Dokja seemed to be looking for someone, probably him considering he seemed happy counting his loyal supporters, and confused that he couldn't find the last one.

“It’s not time yet.” He didn't want to reveal his identity to himself of this round or to the star stream as an Outer God anyway.

With a hum of acknowledgement, he heard you approach him from behind. 

“A shame. Archangel Uriel invited me and a plus one to attend.” You sigh, though he knew you didn’t want to go regardless. 

Somehow, you and Uriel had become pen pals, and was very much curious of your identity, though you had no means of revealing any of that soon. 

When he saw your classy gloved hand reach over to tap the screen, he immediately turned around.  

“A shame truly, I came dressed for the occasion.” 

For a moment, it was as if time had stopped, and the Secretive Plotter immediately rose from his throne. 

It was rare for you to dress outside your usual casual wear (Constellations need not to worry about food, and the same could apply to clothing), so seeing you in a formal black silk dress with stars adorning your figure surprised him.

You extended your hand, snapping him out of his trance. 

With a snap, his veil disappears, showing his true uncovered appearance, and black suit with elegant stripe patterns replaced his white trench coat. 

He bowed slightly, brought your hand to his lips for a gentle greeting, while his eyes captivated yours like a sea of stars. 

There was no need to be this formal or traditional, but he knew once in a while, it pleased you when he played along. 

"May I have this dance?" Secretive Plotter asked, and he saw you returned a shy giggle. 

"I thought you'd never ask." He pulled you in closer, and snapped his fingers, a small orchestra appeared in the background.  

As they danced under the stars, their movements in perfect harmony, the world around them seemed to fade away.

Secretive Plotter twirled you around and watched you smile lovingly towards him. He thought that his dancing skills earned in one of his past regressions would no longer be of use (he learned it for the same constellation banquet after all). 

But here he was, dipping you gently before stealing a little kiss. 

“Now, I feel happy that we did not go to the Banquet. Many would gawk upon your handsome appearance and be surprised that the Great Plotter is so capable and gentlemanly.” You teased as you leaned closer to him, and rubbed his broad shoulders.

Secretive Plotter didn’t comment on that, though he squeezed your waist, and with his intense look, one could wonder what he was thinking. 

When the music finally ended, the two of you still held onto one another in silence, just admiring each other and having a conversation with your eyes. 

“Great Saintess.” Until [999] pops up. “And Great Plotter.” He quickly added, sensing murderous intent thrown his way. 

“We’ve prepared a meal for both of you.” You squeeze his hand gently, before letting go, and perform a little curtsy. He matched with a gentleman’s bow. 

“Thank you [999] for informing us. Shall we?” 

Secretive Plotter extended his arm, ready for you to be escorted to the dining room, but to his surprise, [999] did the same. Eyeing himself from the 999th regression in his full human size in his regressor black outfit and eye patch, he felt the urge to fight him.

[999] dare to challenge him?

After all, [999] was a far cry from his current standing, smaller and less influential than him.

His memory may be lacking, but he didn’t think [999] was so daring. 

He ought to show him-

“Dear.” When he felt your arm link with his, Secretive Plotter broke out of his trance and feel you pat his arm a few times to calm him. 

Though, it was not completely successful as you also patted [999] on the head as you would to a child. 

In an instant, [999] returned back to his kkoma form and nuzzled in your gentle touch. 

“While I appreciate the gesture [999], that would be disrespectful of me to my husband. Please do not repeat such an action again.” [999] seemed defeated, and that did make Secretive Plotter feel better. 

[999] nodded cutely, and you smiled, giving the little kkoma a little kiss to his head. 

[999] flushed and quickly disappeared while you chuckle at his cuteness. 

When you turned your attention back to your husband, he stared at you intently, and you immediately knew he wanted one too.

“Oh dear, jealous of yourself?” 

You tease, but despite that, you give him a kiss on the cheek, making him satisfied and finally lead you to the dining room. 

Much to Secretive’s Plotter chagrin, many if not all of his kkomas were waiting for you two (but he knew it was really just you). 

Apparently, now all the kkomas want to be acknowledged by you in some way or form, and unfortunately, knowing you, you would do so as you adored him and his kkomas. 

He pulled out a chair for you to sit in, which you thanked him for, before taking a seat himself. 

Letting out a sigh, he knew he couldn’t stop the kkomas from trying, so he gave a nod. 

Before he knew it, you were surrounded by children (“our” children) and had to entertain them somehow. 

It’s fine, he tells himself. 

Secretive Plotter knew he would get you back soon, and would make sure his kkomas paid for taking your attention away.

After all, it was in his name. 

[999] shivered when he felt The Great Plotter’s eyes on him, and mentally prepared for what’s to come. 

[orphiclovers]

If you're reading orv and simping for Kim Dokja that's technically selfcest since we're ALL his fragments/reincarnations *I am dragged away by the guards*

[k-dokja]

Hello, I’m not sure if you’re still writing for Kim dokja or not. If you are pls drop anything for him. I love how you write him.

🤥 I really need to catch up with the webtoon again.

“Aren’t you afraid?”

“Of what?” Dokja looks over at you, blinking from his momentary confusion. The light of recognition shines in his eyes before you have the chance to answer. He glances away, a small smile is on his lips. “Ah, death you mean? I suppose everyone does.”

“You don’t act like it,” you sigh and he has the decency to look sheepish.

Dokja forces a smile, he’s never quite good at it. “I always knew I’d come back,” he explains, “there are the chances that something would go wrong, of course, but everything has gone smoothly so far and… you're looking at me like that again."

"Like what?" You swallow nervously, looking away from him again.

"Like I'm breaking your heart," he reaches out to take your hand into his own. His fingers, once warm and soft, now feel cold and callused when they hold you. "You know it's not my intention—"

A sigh escapes your lips when you meet his eyes again. You don't know which expression you're making, but it makes his face fall. "It's not about intention," you squeeze his hand back, "you can mean well and hurt people anyway, you know that."

"...I know," he lifts your hand up to his lips, brushing over the back of your hand for the slightest of kiss, "but I have to. Whoever gave me these powers, they did it for a reason and I intend to see the end of this story."

You smile, eyes downcast, "Is all of this only a story for you?"

His eyes flash. That distant gleam in his eyes takes him away from the conversation for a moment before he returns to you again. "...I don't know," Dokja admits, "but if it is a story, then it's the best one there is because you're here."

It's impossible for you to hold back your laughter, not when he's being this earnest for once. "Dying has made you a romantic."

"Nonsense," Dokja barely stops his lips from forming a smirk. "It's you who brought that out in me."

"Mhm, keep all that flattery to your audiences," you lean over to kiss him on the cheek. His breath hitches and his skin warms under your lips. The way he stills from that simple affection reminds you that he remains the man you fell in love with even behind the bravado.

Your sweet, devoted Dokja.

"It's not flattery..."

[alexbutrandomthoughts]

My heart cannot take any more angst at the moment, imma go read fanfiction where they all happy and alive and Dokja is not the etheral dead wife haunting the narrative, thank you, be right fucking back