#orv makes me want to EAT ROCKS!

[waitineedaname]

caught up on the orv webtoon! everyone responsible for getting me into this story needs to pay me for emotional damages.

[employee1618152017]

[The anon pats the child's head, feeling the tension in his small frame slowly melt away under their touch.] "It’s okay…I’ve got you…." [The child sniffled, his small body trembling as he buried his face into the anon's chest.] “Shh… it’s alright... I’m here."

[The anon whispered, their heart breaking at the sight of the child. They gently rubbed slow, soothing circles on the child’s back, hoping to fill the void of love he’d been starved of for so long.]

"You don’t have to be scared anymore…" [There in that small space, a child too young to have been hurt so deeply, and an anon who knew no matter how long they held him, it would never be enough to heal him completely. But still, they would try. And try as they might.]

 [They rocked him gently, their hand never leaving his back. The small, repetitive motion is an effort to make up for the child’s neglected heart. A motherly touch of some sorts— a touch that soothed without asking for anything in return, that promised safety and care without words. Each action was filled with the kind of love he should have known but never truly received.]

 "I’ll stay as long as you need..."

[He had been starved for this kind of comfort his whole life, and now, for the first time, he was allowed to take it. They couldn’t change the past, couldn’t erase the scars left on his small, fragile soul, but they could give him what he'd been denied— the warmth of being held without judgment, without condition, just... love.]

[They want him to feel it—the love he should have always had.]

((OOC: Oh lord, tearing up while eating was not what I was expecting when I opened this app…anywaysss I’m looking forward to your animatic! Heaven’s gate’s lyrics hit me right in the feels?? I can totally envision him with the song, and I’m not sure if it's good news for my heart....Oh and also your writing always pulls at my emotions! it reminds me of ORV, like the system message texts. I like it! Narrations like [You feel safe.] just grabs my heart, rips it open, and boil it down in a hot pot of water. ╥﹏╥

Please take some rest and don’t push yourself too hard, Errand! <3 Your hands must be dying from having to draw so much and so fast! ^^))

> [Any kind of composure you had breaks]

> [You feel too safe, too loved]

> [You can’t cry in silence anymore]

> [You let out quiet sobs until-]

> [You can’t help but free a broken scream from the depths of your soul, you feel so much]

> [All your hate, all your love, all your fear, all your anger, all your sadness, all your pain, all your tangled emotions come careening out in the form of muffled yelling and uncontrollable tears]

> [They pause for a moment before continuing to gently rub your back, gently coaxing forward more of your cries]

> [You scream repeating phrases, a fruitless attempt to question God]

> [You choke on your own words, over and over]

> [You’re not asking the anon, you’re not asking yourself. You’re asking the world, you’re asking fate]

> [Whatever did you do to deserve this torture?]

> [You wish someone would tell you what you did wrong]

> [So you yell, you cry, you scream, but nothing will change]

> [And you know that, you know you can’t escape]

> [It’s all you can do to cling to this spark of decaying love in your suffocating darkness]

((OOC: Don’t fret, my dear anon! I’m a very happy boy to get to draw all day. Although you may notice there isn’t any with this one specifically and that’s cus I couldn’t figure out a pose that wasn’t redundant so use ur imagination pls, teehee))

[istherewifiinhell]

reading progress: chapter 222 (i had to get some shit sorted but we're back in action here folks)

reading highlights: get the scrolling fingers ready

196 oh theres a character w gender

kdj kind of commenter that just wants a girl character. okay

kdj ID theft yjh: oh there you are

197 "in moments of low self esteem Kim Dokja would say "I'm Yoo Joonghyuk"

UNIONIZE HELL!!

198 going to a bar to eat the appies yes (non drinker solidarity)

guy who survived a decade on one story -> maybe [non constellation] people need stories also

kdj: WWYJHD? wait im better than him

199 kdj special fake it til u make it

listening to funky synth music during the reaper fights (cat out of hell on bandcamp)

"my lovely kids LGY & SYS" t-t

200 [processing gamified revolution] HMM

201 hell yeah publican dude (british sense) i want him to make me a butty

Han Myungoh (HMO?) union buster OFC

YJH bar of handsome ness entry #1652

203 kdj unabashed long media enjoyer

LITERALLY comparing this to union efforts at the old job. okay

204 why are all office manager/company men roman philosophy losers

bring out the skill/item from 100 chapters ago

kinda hot to kill people just cause there fucking with the revolution

ORV MPREG?

205 orv a story for people who like wall

JHY videogame siren girl technique :/

206 HMO demon king consort? good for u?

ppl can grow off screen?? kdj lack of human object permanence

YJH widower era babey. uriel not causing problems persay. but on purpose

207 [BAD SOCIETAL THING] isnt the natural state of the world and can be changed. kissing this arc

brooo do get yjh a therapy watch to get him to dissociating/alienating himself less -> kdj is the guy planing this o__o

KNW and abyssal black dragon are u evil or just 14

208 [hsy feels like] an abandoned food processor?

The entire hsy & ysa scene its got everything: sexual tension, fraught emotions, abt secrets and grief, Big Dragon

JHY in a world of minmaxers is a balanced PC

209kdj you have a new kid a they are a foolish teen

4th wall dog training continues. NO eating other smaller wall

Big Guy (derogatory) my fav passive aggressive insult

210 "I forgot to I was Yoo Joonghyuk" yeah rookie mistake man cant forget that

"Tell the Duke to learn to fear the Day" HOOTIN AND HOLLERING

211 why is this egg so cute wtf. it needs story and hugs okay

dokkaebi sys birth im crying. kids man, you gotta love them! they love the whole world!

212 [heh] kdj dad moments! thats his kid!!

SYS LGY LJH kid hang out T_T -> maritime admiral yi sunsin T_T

uriel is so normal about dokhyuk. you abandoned ur incarnation!!

213 yjh uriel Road trip buddy comedy

STEAL FROM WORK!!

214 "if you have to sell your story sell it for the right price" THATS PRAXIS BAYBE

kdj doing the blackbeard thing about demon king of salvation

215 kdj cant talk to people. mood. -> praising jhy cute

216 kdj no good billionairs-ing the constellations

the readership to commenter to author pipeline. themes

Kdj existential crisis about the existence of truth and the true self and if its possible to know the other

Yelling

"I think there is a huge wall" [Fourth Wall is looking at you] -> THATS WRITING

'theres no such think as communication' DOKJA

everyone has a wall, communication is impossible thats obvious -> TEENS ROCK

you should leave your mark

music: loves first explosion

kdj 🤝 me : getting the names slightly wrong

SWK!!!

↳ 217 he had sweet lips?

↳ one of swk hairs? -> secret tool that will help us later?

↳ its the gaze of one person...

218 the snake says hes okay cause he has no hands and feet (GOOD JOKE) i missed the twitch chat

THE REVOLUTION MUST LIVE IN OUR HEARTS AND IN OUR MINDS

many stripes one team! (blaseball ref)

219 dokhyuk's constant one up man ship ID fuckery

219 theres the swk hair. im gonna get a good grade in orv!

220 KNW is a mech. okay

Bye KNW see you in another 50 chapters

UGH YJH [SCREAMING] thx for saving him bbygirl

"He came..." I was so happy I wanted to call out his name... yeah bro?

221 kdj self rationalization speed run. did my friend do smth just to save me? no he must have some convoluted motive

Author is that file A THREAT? sad yjh tho bby.

rotating: i mean shit. i already made a post cause part of of this section was so fucking good. kim dokja! you got problems man. fucking fascinating ones. I love it when teens school him about the philosophy of communication. yeah bro its all signifiers all the way down the platonic realm of perfect objects is inaccessible to us. but meaning can still be created even if its infinite meanings of infinite texts. hang on.... can we get fictional character Kim Dokja to read Borges i think i would fuck him up so bad. delightful revolutionary stuff going on here too, big fan. to think we can kill the trope of the evil revolutionary that takes power for themself if we all just had the most weird intrinsic gay identity thing going on with some guy thats assassinates politicians in ur name.

i think ill leave the actual nibbles of kdj yjh legacy/story swap for next time tho. just based in vibes. also just noteing the veritable gaggle of kids being collected. love em. kdj like many people with parent problems and who is easy to own, collecting them like flies

remember all epiphanies of the self are 80 percent wrong

[mr-smichaelis]

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"Why are you being like this?"

Sebastian finally spoke up, after the entire day of Ciel fussing and talking back to almost everything he says. The curvy road they were driving down seemed to go on forever, seemingly even more with the tension trapped in the truck. Ciel kept his head turned to the right, watching all of the trees pass by, as well as the small chunks of snow that are in the midst of melting. His eyes were glossy, and slender hands folded neatly in his lap.

Sebastian slowed down on the road, fully aware that it will take about another hour until they reach their destination. He reached his hand over, placing it softly on top of Ciels thigh. "Hey, I'm talking to you. What are you thinking about?" He said, wishing he could take his eyes off the road to look at the beautiful boy next to him. His voice was gentle, a bit louder than the music coming out from the radio speakers. He flicked his blinker on, turning down a wide dirt road towards the shoreline.

Ciel felt the warm hand rest on his petite thigh, his tense shoulders falling. He looked at the dashboard, then back at the window, trying to find the right words. He, himself, didn't even know what was bothering him. His mind felt blank, but also was full of never-ending thoughts of everything. He rested his elbow on the trucks interior door, leaning his head on his hand. "I don't know." Is all that spilt from his shiny lips. He squinted his eyes, the sun shining brightly through the window.

The older man gave Ciel a reassuring squeeze on his thigh. The road forked off into three different directions. He glanced down at his GPS, seeing it was directing him to go north. "I'm sorry if I seemed insensitive by asking. Have you been tired these past few days? Taking your medication?" The words that rolled of his tongue were full of care, along with concern. "I could sleep all day if you'd let me. Yes, I've been taking my medicine. You remind me every day after I eat my first meal." Ciel said, rolling his eyes. He has only missed two or three days these past two weeks.

His daily medication helps regulate his anxiety levels, which a some points can be fine, or too much to handle. Even accidentally missing a couple of days can affect him in some way, whether it be simple irritation, panic attacks, or just wallowing in irrational worries.

"I know you've missed a couple of days these past few weeks. I'm glad that other than that, you're pretty good at being on top of it. The pharmacist says you should not miss any days." Sebastian explained, knowing he has already lectured Ciel on this subject more than once. The younger man scoffed softly, which Sebastian heard. "Don't even start on that again. I don't want to hear it," Ciel abruptly, "I've heard it one too many times."

The back-talk made Sebastian sigh, hearing the GPS say to travel north for another two miles. He stayed quiet for the next couple of minutes, before seeing the gravel parking lot in the distance. He parked his truck slowly, before unbuckling and getting out.

Ciel never got a response from Sebastian, and he felt a small pang of pain hit his heart. He knew he was being blunt and grumpy, but he really couldn't help it. If he were anything else, he'd probably just cry. He got out of the truck on his own, before slamming the door shut, opening the rear one to grab out his beach bag. He slid his tennis shoes off, replacing them with his slides so it would be easier to walk through the warm sand. He glanced around the parking lot, seeing there were no other vehicles, nor ORVs.

When he walked around the truck to head onto the beach, he saw Sebastian waiting patiently for him, his own bag resting on his shoulder. The taller man held his hand out, and Ciel reached out, intertwining their fingers. Ciels gaze never reached Sebastian, knowing he would feel immense guilt if he did have to look at him.

They walked over the sandy, wooden bridge, before both stepping foot in the warm sand, seeing sticks, rocks, and even logs all around the remote beach. Sebastian gave Ciels hand a loving squeeze, leading him over to the fire pit, which was a couple feet from a picnic table. Ciel let go of his boyfriend, before placing his bag down on the table, sitting down on the bench.

"Why don't you go feel the water, Darling? I'm going to get our bonfire started." The smooth voice spoke up, which practically made Ciel melt as he sat on the bench. He only nodded, swallowing harshly, standing onto his feet. "Wouldn't you like help getting sticks, though?" The blue haired boy asked, which caught Sebastian off guard, but made him smile, nonetheless. He already knew Ciel was sorry by the way he spoke.

"Your help would be lovely. Some rocks would made the fire pit look nicer as well, hm?" Sebastian chimed, which made Ciel nod and begin to walk around, picking up sticks of all sizes, while Sebastian picked up some decent sized rocks, and a few twigs. After a few minutes of collecting the resources for their fire, they met back at the pit and set it up together, putting the sticks into a tent shape. Sebastian pulled newspaper out of his beach bag, balling it up and sticking it beneath the sticks, before tossing a match in there.

Ciel sat back on the picnic bench nervously, watching Sebastian's every move carefully. When he lit the match, Ciel bit his tongue softly, knowing in his heart that Sebastian would be perfectly fine while lighting a match. He couldn't help but have the urge to remind him to be careful. Sebastian glanced up after lighting the newspaper, seeing the anxious look on Ciels face. He sat next to him on the bench, pulling him to his chest. "I'm alright." He assured, feeling Ciel grip onto the front of his shirt.

The strong arms wrapped around his frail body were more than comforting. He listened to the quiet crackle of the fire spreading to each stick, each twig, slowly growing to a suitable flame. The sun wasn't too hot, as there were a few clouds over the top of their heads. Ciel threw his legs over Sebastian's, sitting in his lap, feeling secure with him. The both of them wearing only shorts and t-shirts, since the weather was perfect.

"I didn't mean to get snippy with you. I'm sorry." Ciel blubbered out after a few minutes of comfortable silence. Sebastian knew his apology was coming, he just needed a little bit to think it over. The older man rested his chin atop of Ciels head, shutting his eyes. "I forgive you, I wasn't mad at you, or anything of the sort," He reassured, fingers running soothingly up and down his spine, before continuing. "I'm happy you apologized. I only get on you for things because I love you."

The words made Ciel sigh contentedly, curling his toes.. "I know you do, I appreciate the things you do far more than you realize..." Ciel said quietly, a gentle breeze blowing through his hair, relief washing over him. He didn't realize how tense he had been. Sebastian placed a soft kiss to Ciels head, before deciding to stand up, carrying Ciel closer to the water. He placed the boy onto his feet, before taking his hand.

"I've heard that you can find fossils right next to the water. If you don't want to look, why don't you put your feet in the water, maybe go for a little swim?" Sebastian suggested, and Ciel nodded. The younger boy wasn't even sure on what a fossil was, so he decided to go with the other option. He walked into the water, ankle deep, watching the small waves come up every couple of seconds. Sebastian walked slowly along the shoreline, seeing where the rocks naturally littered along. He looked down as he walked, making sure to glance back at Ciel every so often.

He walked about about two hundred feet, no luck in finding anything, but it may have been because he wasn't truly focused on what he was looking for. His mind was elsewhere. He turned around and walked back to his little lover, hugging him from behind. He placed a soft kiss on his neck, nestling his nose there.

Ciel leaned back slightly, his feet deep in the wet sand beneath the water. He felt so at ease, knowing he was miles away from anyone, besides the one he cared about most. His hands resting on Sebastian's veiny forearms, and he gave them a soft squeeze. He shut his deep blue eyes, listening to the soft sound of the waves, along with the strong heartbeat of the one he loved.