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1chaerry · 2 months ago

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Hello dear Chae, please could you write a (platonic) Kim Dokja x male!reader, the reader is a constellation and Secretive Plotter's husband, I hope I don't you mind , take care of yourself 🤍

hii!!! I love anything to do with ORV!! Okay, so this fueling my ORV obsession more. hope you like it!!

A Plot-Twist In The Stars

summary: a sudden sub-scenario appears for Kim Dokja and for some reason, all the Constellations seem excited for it. Kim Dokja skeptically accepts it.

c.w: fluff, fluff, FLUFF, a bit of plot [come on, it's ORV], sub-scenario, platonic love,

w.c: 2.7k

disclaimer: Reader is called 'Saram' meaning 'Human/Person.'

Kim Dokja had long since learned to distrust the Star Stream’s attempts at “entertainment.” So when the system announced a new sub-scenario with a flourish, complete with a suspicious lack of immediate death flags, he instinctively frowned

[A SUB-SCENARIO HAS BEEN TRIGGERED!]

Objective: Accompany [The Secretive Plotter’s Husband] for one (1) day.

Reward: ???

The chat room exploded with excitement.

⎡ Constellation Prisoner of the Golden Headband is rolling on the ground laughing. ⎤

⎡ Constellation Bald General of Justice eagerly leans forward, wondering how this will play out. ⎤

⎡ Constellation Demon-like Judge of Fire clicks her tongue, muttering something about romantic plots. ⎤

Kim Dokja's brow twitched. “Why do I feel like this is going to be humiliating?”

“What's wrong?” Yoo Joonghyuk said gruffly, arms crossed as he eyed the notification on Dokja’s screen.

“No,” Kim Dokja replied flatly. “Something about this feels deeply wrong.”

Before Yoo Joonghyuk could retort, the world around them shimmered, and Kim Dokja found himself somewhere else entirely.

The setting was surreal: a cozy, starlit garden with soft cushions and a low table laden with snacks. Across from him sat a man—tall, elegant, and exuding an aura of mischief. His eyes glittered with a sharp intelligence that made Kim Dokja’s survival instincts scream.

“Ah, so you’re the famous Kim Dokja,” the man said, resting his chin on one hand. “My husband speaks of you often.”

Kim Dokja’s brain short-circuited. “Your… husband?”

The man smiled. “I am [Halo of the Golden Sea], the Secretive Plotter’s beloved, or, Saram, if the moniker is too long. Don't worry, it's a false name, won't cause you probability.”

Kim Dokja stared. “The Secretive Plotter… has a husband?”

⎡ The Constellation Secretive Plotter coughs awkwardly. ⎤

The man—no, the Constellation—leaned back, clearly enjoying the spectacle. “You seem surprised. Did you think he was incapable of love?”

Kim Dokja did not say, Yes, absolutely.

Instead, he cleared his throat and asked, “What exactly is the purpose of this scenario?”

“To spend time with me, of course!” Saram replied brightly, before leaning closer, his voice dropping suggestively. “Don’t worry—I don’t bite. Much.”

Kim Dokja scooted back instinctively.

⎡ Constellation Abyssal Black Flame Dragon bursts into laughter, finding your plight amusing. ⎤

⎡ Constellation Secretive Plotter sighs but says nothing. ⎤

Throughout the day, Saram found every opportunity to fluster Kim Dokja.

While showing Dokja the starlit garden that seemed to exist between realities, Saram casually commented, “You know, for someone who deals with life-and-death scenarios daily, you have a surprisingly composed face. It’s almost… infuriatingly unreadable. Are you always this calm, or is this just for me?”

Dokja avoided eye contact, trying to focus on the nonsensical task of categorizing glowing star fragments. “I just… don’t let things get to me.”

Sarambraised an eyebrow. “Really? Not even when I look at you like this?” He leaned closer, his expression playful but his gaze sharp.

⎡ Constellation Bald General of Justice whistles approvingly. ⎤

⎡ Constellation Demon-like Judge of Fire mutters, ‘I ship it.’ ⎤

Saram casts a glance at the Constellations, "Behave, you children."

There's a silence from the Constellations which made Dokja gulp, wondering how much power this man had to quiet them all.

Dokja turned away, his voice clipped. “Do you always tease strangers like this?”

Saram laughed, the sound warm and unapologetic. “Only the interesting ones.”

As the day wore on, Saram grew bolder in his attempts to rattle Dokja’s composure.

At one point, he leaned against a tree, arms crossed, and watched Dokja struggle with yet another nonsensical task involving glowing orbs. “You know,” he said casually, “if I weren’t already married, I might have considered claiming you for myself.”

Dokja froze mid-motion, nearly dropping the orb in his hand. “Excuse me?”

Saram smirked, clearly enjoying the reaction. “What? Can’t I appreciate a brilliant mind and an unyielding spirit? Don’t tell me you’re completely oblivious to how captivating you are.”

Dokja’s face burned, though he quickly masked it with his usual deadpan expression. “I think your husband might have something to say about that.”

⎡ Constellation Secretive Plotter silently tightens his grip on his sword. ⎤

Saram laughed, completely unbothered. “Oh, don’t worry about him. He knows I like to keep things interesting.”

As the scenario progressed, Kim Dokja began to notice a certain spark in Saram's behavior that made him uneasy, and it wasn’t just the unnerving way he casually teased him throughout the day. It was the subtle but undeniable attention that Saram seemed to give him—like he was studying him, analyzing his every move with a sharp, calculating gaze.

Though the garden was serene, with a gentle breeze rustling the trees and soft light from the stars above, the atmosphere between them felt charged with something far more intense than just casual conversation. Every glance from Saram lingered just a little too long, and every comment was laden with something more than what was on the surface. At first, Kim Dokja brushed it off as part of the oddity of being in this strange scenario, but soon, he realized that there was an unmistakable curiosity behind those bright eyes.

Saram would often watch him intently as they sipped tea, as if waiting for Kim Dokja to reveal something of himself—his thoughts, his plans, his secrets. There was an eerie quality to it, like he could see right through him. And the way he’d occasionally smile, just the slightest curl of his lips, gave Kim Dokja the distinct feeling that he was being toyed with.

“Tell me, Kim Dokja,” Saram asked that afternoon, as they walked side by side through the starry garden, “Why do you always seem so guarded? Are you afraid of revealing too much?”

Kim Dokja stiffened at the question, instinctively shutting himself off even further. “I’m not ‘guarded,’” he replied stiffly. “I’m just… cautious.”

Saram chuckled, the sound warm but tinged with something mischievous. “Cautious, yes. But you’re not fooling anyone. You’re hiding something, aren’t you? Something important.”

Kim Dokja’s eyes narrowed slightly. He didn’t want to admit it, but there was an unsettling truth to what Saram said.

“It’s none of your business,” he shot back, trying to regain his usual composure, but it was becoming increasingly difficult to ignore the fact that every word out of Saram’s mouth felt like a carefully crafted move.

And that was when he realized: this wasn’t just a random Constellation. There was something strategic behind the way Saram spoke, something calculated in his interest in him. The more he thought about it, the more he realized that Saram wasn’t simply curious about him—he was intrigued.

The other Constellations had been amused by the sub-scenario, but Saram’s interest seemed far deeper. He wasn’t just playing along for fun. No, he was actively pulling at the threads of Kim Dokja’s life, his story, and perhaps even his own motivations. It felt like he was trying to understand the very fabric of his being, as if he could somehow use it for his own ends—or perhaps to simply learn about him on a more personal level.

Kim Dokja could tell that Saram was a skilled manipulator, one who thrived in situations where he could read others and subtly influence them. And yet, for all his caution, Kim Dokja couldn’t help but wonder…...

Did Saram actually want something from him? Or was this all just a game—one that Saram was determined to play to the very end?

As they shared a quiet moment, sitting beneath the stars, Saram leaned in just a little closer, his gaze sharp but playful. “You know, Kim Dokja… I find you fascinating. There’s something about you that’s both frustrating and intriguing. I wonder…” His voice dropped, almost teasing. “What would it take to get you to let me in? To show me the real you?”

Kim Dokja couldn’t help but tense at the question, feeling a surge of irritation mixed with something else. Was it fear? Or was it just the sense of being cornered by someone who could so effortlessly navigate the intricate web of his emotions?

“I don’t let anyone in,” he said, voice steady but the words betraying him. “I’m not a person you want to know.”

But Saram only smiled wider, like a cat with its prey. “Ah, but that’s exactly what makes you interesting.” He leaned back slightly, as if giving Kim Dokja a moment to reconsider, but the glint in his eyes never wavered. “You’re not as impenetrable as you think, Kim Dokja. Maybe, in time, you’ll come to realize that.”

The rest of the day unfolded with a constant undercurrent of this unspoken tension. Kim Dokja couldn’t shake the feeling that every word, every interaction, was another thread being woven into a bigger, more complex pattern that Saram was crafting with remarkable precision. As much as he tried to distance himself, it was becoming increasingly difficult to ignore the fact that Saram was interested in him—more so than any other Constellation Kim Dokja had encountered.

And it wasn’t just curiosity. No, Saram seemed to be quietly testing his boundaries, pushing to see how far he could go before Kim Dokja either cracked or completely shut him out.

The more Kim Dokja tried to maintain his distance, the more Saram seemed determined to break down his walls. It was becoming less about the scenario itself and more about the challenge of unraveling the mystery that was Kim Dokja.

By the end of the day, Kim Dokja realized that Saram wasn’t just interested in him because of the Star Stream or the scenario—it was because he saw something in Kim Dokja. Something that made him worthy of fascination.

Whether Kim Dokja liked it or not, he had unknowingly become a part of Saram’s plot—a plot he had no idea how to navigate. But that was nothing new for Kim Dokja, was it? After all, he had been thrown into enough convoluted plots to know that sometimes, the best way to survive was to embrace the chaos and play along.

The day was an utter whirlwind of chaos.

Saram insisted on dragging Kim Dokja through activities that ranged from mildly ridiculous (picking constellations to “adopt” as stars in their garden) to outright absurd (convincing Kim Dokja to play tag while the chat room provided commentary).

At one point, Saram raised a glass of wine and smirked. “You know, Kim Dokja, you’re not half bad. Maybe I’ll convince my husband to let me keep you.”

[ Constellation Secretive Plotter glares coldly. ⎤

Kim Dokja, somehow completely sober, replied, “I think your husband would kill me. Again.”

Saram only laughed. “He wouldn’t dare. I’m the only one who gets to torment you today.”

⎡ Constellation Secretive Plotter looks away, his ears suspiciously red. ⎤

As the day came to an end, Kim Dokja collapsed onto the cushions, exhausted but somehow… content. Saram lounged nearby, still radiating that chaotic energy, but with a softer, almost fond smile.

“You’re interesting,” Saram said. “I can see why the Star Stream loves you.”

Kim Dokja groaned. “I hate that.”

Saram chuckled, then stood. “Well, this was fun. But don’t think you’re off the hook. If you survive the next scenario, we might meet again.”

The world shimmered once more, and Kim Dokja found himself back with Yoo Joonghyuk and the others.

“What happened?” Yoo Sangaj asked, concerned.

Kim Dokja stared into the distance, his voice hollow. “I… bonded with the Secretive Plotter’s husband.”

The chat room exploded into laughter once again.

⎡ Constellation Secretive Plotter silently vows to make amends for the day’s chaos. ⎤

And somewhere in the Star Stream, Saram laughed.

The garden was quiet now, bathed in the soft, silver light of the stars. The stars above twinkled as if to remind Saram that time was still passing, even if it felt as though the entire world had paused for a moment. He leaned against a stone pillar, his gaze fixed on the starlit horizon, though his mind wasn’t on the scenery.

Behind him, the shimmering air twisted as a familiar presence appeared. It was a subtle distortion in the fabric of reality—one that only someone accustomed to the Star Stream’s constant manipulations would recognize.

"I see you’ve finally arrived," Saram said, not turning around. His tone was calm, almost casual, but there was a flicker of something more behind his words.

The figure that appeared behind him, silent as ever, stepped into the moonlight. The tall, imposing silhouette belonged to none other than the Constellation known as Secretive Plotter. Despite the heavy air between them, the quiet tension was almost… playful.

"Saram," Plotter’s voice rumbled, low and deliberately distant. "That was a rather… interesting day."

Saram allowed himself a small, knowing smile. "Interesting? Or just entertaining?" He raised an eyebrow, turning to face the other Constellation. "You didn’t think it would be easy to keep things simple, did you?"

Plotter’s expression didn’t change, but the glimmer in his eyes seemed sharper, like the gears of a complex plan were grinding slowly into motion. "You are… unpredictable."

"I prefer to think of myself as entertaining," Saram replied with a playful shrug, stepping closer to Plotter. "But I think you enjoyed it more than you’re letting on."

For a moment, there was silence. The kind of silence that didn’t need to be filled, because neither of them were in a rush. Plotter studied him, his gaze steady and unreadable.

"Why him?" Plotter asked after a pause, his tone quiet but cutting through the night air like a sharp blade. "Kim Dokja. Why go to such lengths with him? You know what kind of person he is."

Saram chuckled softly, eyes glinting with mischief. "He’s interesting, that’s why. He’s got this air of… complexity about him. You can never quite pin him down. Don’t you find that fascinating?" He tilted his head slightly, like he was watching Plotter carefully for any reaction.

Plotter didn’t answer immediately, but the corners of his mouth twitched, as though a rare smile had almost escaped him. It quickly disappeared, replaced by the usual, unreadable mask.

"You know him well," Plotter finally said. "But I wonder… do you see something in him beyond that? Or is it just the game for you?"

Saram met Plotter’s gaze unflinchingly, his eyes sparkling with something deeper. "Is it so wrong to want to have a little fun while playing the game? To see how long it takes before he finally cracks, or maybe—" He stepped closer again, his voice lowering to a near whisper, "—to see what lies beneath all those layers he’s so desperate to keep hidden?"

Plotter didn’t react, but the air around him seemed to crackle with the unspoken understanding between them. Despite his cold, distant demeanor, it was clear that Plotter had been watching his every move. And in that silent exchange, the tension between them was palpable. There was no need for words—both understood exactly what the other was thinking.

"And you?" Saram continued, this time leaning in ever so slightly, close enough for Plotter to feel his presence. "Do you ever let your walls down, or is it just me who has the privilege of seeing them crumble?"

Plotter’s gaze softened for the briefest moment, the faintest trace of something that could have been a smile playing at his lips. But it vanished as quickly as it appeared, replaced by the familiar, cryptic expression. "I have no need to lower my guard with you," he said, his voice low and controlled. "But you… you are something else."

Saram laughed, the sound rich with amusement. "I suppose we are something else together, aren't we?" He paused, then leaned in, his tone suddenly more serious, more intimate. "But don’t think for a moment I won’t be keeping an eye on you. This game of ours… it’s just beginning."

Plotter met his gaze evenly, his eyes filled with that same cool, inscrutable depth. "I don’t need your protection, but I’ll be watching, too."

They stood there for a moment, the starlit garden between them, both of them perfectly aware of the unspoken understanding that tied them together. It was a strange alliance, one forged in the midst of games and plots, but it was real in its own way. Neither of them knew what would come next, but neither of them was ready to let go just yet.

As the night air drifted softly around them, Saram smiled—a smile that wasn’t entirely light, but more of an invitation, a challenge. "Shall we see where this story takes us next, then?"

Plotter’s only response was a silent nod. He stepped back, his eyes lingering for a moment longer before turning to leave.

But Saram stayed, watching the stars as they sparkled above.

"Let’s see how far we can push this game," he murmured to the empty night.

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keakiwis · 3 months ago

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thank you yoo sangah for being the n1 girls girl because i know you’re the type of girl to help another girl out at the bar, also for sacrificing yourself for kim dokja’s mom, and for dealing with the stupid men at your work (also a respecter of decisions, seen in the epilogue, dokja gotta say thank you for not ratting him out)

thank you jung heewon for being one of kdj’s most dedicated members after hsy and yjh until the end because i know its def hard after dokja sacrifices himself every time but you still will do what he asks

thank you lee seolhwa for being the glorious healer that you are and keeping everyone alive, you deserved another regression version of you (yes i’m still on this)

thank you jang hayoung for being a dkos fanatic and my favorite second protagonist ily and i think it’d also be cool if we got another regression version of you or how yjh met you in other regressions

thank you lee jihye for being relatable, funny, and taking care of lee gilyoung and shin yoosung when kim dokja wasn’t there, also for being a good older sister to them

thank you uriel for being one of dokja’s biggest supporters, incarnating into the scenarios for him, going to the demon realm for him, and literally losing your internet privileges from metatron for him

thank you anna croft for being anna croft and for being one of kim dokja’s narrative victims. oh and thank you for being mischaracterized by the fandom and being misunderstood for your intentions but still continue to fight for what you thought was right

thank you biyoo for reincarnating into a dokkaebi, giving sub scenarios to kim dokja, and putting up with his bullshit, truly the most tired one of his shenanigans

thank you shin yoosung for saving kim dokja, being lee gilyoung’s friend, being underrated, for having to grow up faster to survive, and being willing to sacrifice yourself twice (once for feeling guilty and being willing to die for 41st sys, and the second being during the intersecting scene during the kaizenix arc where we see where lee gilyoung, lee jihye, and shin yoosung were teleported to)

thank you jophiel for sacrificing yourself to stay back in the 1863rd round, you were actually really cool with the few time you had

thank you gabriel for taking the blame for jophiel when you got back to eden and for taking care of uriel too

thank you lee sookyung for being kim dokja’s mother, for keeping a secret for your son, for allowing him to hate you despite knowing the truth, and having the best intentions for your son

thank you cho youngran for looking after lee sookyung and being dedicated to her

thank you persephone for being kim dokja’s other mom, for lending him aid whenever he asked for it (be thankful kdj), for showing actual care for him later on, for fighting for him during the ark

thank you selena kim for looking out for iris and being kind still after anna croft used you

thank you iris for surviving because even if you were one of kim dokja’s least favorite characters in twsa, you were still a child when the scenarios happened and you were betrayed by anna croft

thank you yoo mia for being silly, rude to kim dokja, and for offering to help secretive plotter

thank you min jiwon for being pretty and for being the king of beauty

thank you asuka ren for creating peace land, which lead to kyrgios existing, also for supporting kim dokja during the final scenario

thank you namgung minyoung, who is breaking the sky sword saint, for training punisher, jang hayoung, breaking the sky sword master, for helping kim dokja during the surya train, for being a half giant, and finally for being kyrgios’ ex girlfriend

thank you punisher for being punisher there’s nothing other than that, i love you queen

thank you tls123 for creating the star stream, killing billions, maybe even more than that, writing twsa for thirteen years straight, for doing it all to see kim dokja and to see him live again, for creating the altered 1863rd round (which is definitely a favorite for me)

and finally, thank you han sooyoung for everything because if i write down all the things i’m grateful that you did then it would take me ages, and thanks for being my favorite ever

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gffa · 2 years ago

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You start Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint with an intriguing concept. A webnovel about “Three Ways To Survive in the Apocalypse” that this shy nerd has been reading for 10 years and is the only one who has been reading it, is ending, and he’s kind of sad about it, because he’s loved it for so long, he’s tried recommending it others, but got shut down because nobody believed he wasn’t the author trying to promote himself, so he just gave up, he doesn’t really have goals in life, he doesn’t interact well with others, he’s socially awkward and quiet, he defines himself as having a “reader’s life”, someone who just observes the story, but then suddenly THE EVENTS OF THE NOVEL ARE REAL. The apocalypse is happening around him and everyone is freaking the fuck out and he is as well, like, what in the actual fuck, but he knows a few things to expect because he’s read all 3k+ chapters of the webnovel and you can see him start to piece things together when monsters are suddenly attacking and they’re being forced to kill each other and he manages to find a way out, with as little bloodshed as he can. You understand the shape of this 550 chapter story, you understand that it’s like ten novels worth of story, you understand that Kim Dokja is going to slowly become the protagonist of the story, even though the story already has a protagonist and you can feel his presence looming over the story and terrifying DKJ, they can’t meet yet, he’d be crushed by this guy, it’d ruin everything. But WHOOPS he does meet the protagonist of the story and gets hung out by his neck over the crumbling edge of a broken bridge and he has to scramble to desperately lie to the protagonist because he can’t reveal how he got his knowledge of the events that are unfolding around him or even let on that he’s aware of the protagonist’s story. He gets himself thrown off the side into a sea-monster’s mouth and told to survive if he really is worth saving and you understand the shape of this story. You see the early events that will shape Kim Dokja into becoming his own protagonist, getting him slowly out of the “reader” role. He uses his knowledge of the apocalypse to obtain the special magical items he needs and avoid pitfalls that would have hindered him later and makes deals that will benefit him the entire way. You see the shape of the story unfolding. You go through a brief timeskip, he’s gotten stronger, he’s used his knowledge to become faster and more powerful than most around him. You see him join a group of other survivors and have to go fight a bunch of monsters, including a major Tier 7 Demon, which he defeats with forewarned knowledge, and he is steadily growing UNHINGED while he does it, like this boy isn’t so much off his rocker as he is using it for kindling, he just casually slices up the Tier 7 Demon, but, h-hey, aren’t you going to finish it off? everyone else asks.

All right, you understand he’s kind of a little more unhinged a little sooner than you were expecting, but it’s not that--

..........uh oh, you think. Turns out, because Demons are subordinates of Demon Kings, if you kill one, you get cursed to witness something truly horrible, and, sure enough, cowardly rich business man type steps in to steal the kill and oh shit okay--

And you realize, ohhhhhh, oh shit KDJ probably did this on purpose, knowing business man would steal the kill, because the start of this sub-arc had him saying that he wasn’t as nice as he appeared and he wasn’t just here to save people, and also you realize he maybe wanted to punish that guy for the shit he’d pulled on someone KDJ liked and-- And then, after all this shit goes down, KDJ is just like:

And you realize he’s already there, he’s already this unhinged and dangerous and scheming, he still thinks of himself as a “reader”, but he’s weaponizing that position and you have NO idea what kind of batshit antics he’s going to pull out of his ass next and-- And you realize YOU ARE ONLY ON CHAPTER 22 AND YOU WONDER WHAT IN THE UNHOLY FUCK IS GOING TO BE IN THE OTHER 530 CHAPTERS IF WE’RE ALREADY THIS FAR ALONG. Anyway, please read Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint with me, it’s completely out of its mind in the best way, and you can start with the webtoon, it’s super pretty and the translation is very smooth, and come yell, “WHAT THE FUCK??” at every new batshit event this story is throwing at me.

#lumi.txt #orv #omniscient reader's viewpoint #i make myself laugh and that's all that's important #long post

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skylar-325 · 3 months ago

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And and AND as a fellow ORV fan, I just wanted to share this fact that devasted me- Kim Dokja scarifies 49% of himself, Yoo Joonghyuk loses half of his memories (might have to dig deeper to explain this) and Han Sooyoung lost half of her soul that just go on to know Dokja's past and then sacrifies herself(and maybe the whole world) to save him. And YK the most interesting fact about all this is, Dokja turns out to be the most selfish one of all three. Yes he continues to sacrifice himself the entire time but at what cost? He hurts his friend everytime and consciously or sub consciously he ignores this fact and continue to do WHAT HE THINKS IS RIGHT. And the part where he keeps 51% of his memories to himself just prove this. I ended up ranting but yh just wanted to share this ツ (Nice to meet you!)

i get what you’re saying, it’s an interesting perspective. i can’t help but think though, there isn’t really a universal ‘right’ thing to do is there? there’s always going to be people who gain and people who lose. like the story mentioned it’s impossible to have a story without sacrifice. yeah kdj hurt kimcom by sacrificing himself but the fact of the matter is that the world would have come to a stop if not for it. i don’t know if he ignores the fact any more than he realises that the benefit of them being alive living their lives outweighed the loss of his presence.

even kimcom had accepted that it was something that had to be done. if not for kdj, who could’ve stepped up? the world would’ve never gone back to normal and the author told us from the beginning that kdj hated endings. he hates it when the story fell out of his grasp and he hated being alone. being selfish would’ve meant finding a way to stay with kimcom even if it meant staying in the library. all those times he sacrificed himself throughout the book were so that he could see an end where he’d be with his family but he had to give that up.

i think doing what you believe is right doesn’t necessarily coincide with what you want to do. being selfish would mean putting your own desires over that of others. but sometimes fate forces your hand and you have to work with what you have to the best of your ability. yes kimcom would’ve rather died than let go of dokja but what about the rest of the world? yes kimcom were hurt but they survived. dokja is by no means a hero but he weighed the pros and cons and decided that that was the best path he could take. when you think about it, hsy dooms millions of worlds just so that dokja made it past fifteen. so our measures on who is ‘more’ selfish can be subjective.

i remember recently reading a chapter where dokja said that on first glance you might think yjh is a realist because of how cold he is but the truth was that he was the most idealist person of them all. it was dokja’s realism that allowed kimcom’s idealism to exist. i’m not saying dokja hasn’t made some selfish choices but i don’t think becoming the oldest dream was one of them.

wow i typed a lot, i promise this isn’t an attack on your opinion! thank you for sharing and it was really nice to meet you too!

#sorry i just finished the novel #so i’m feeling quite strongly about this #but i completely understand your perspective #omniscient reader's viewpoint #the orv reading experience #orv #orv spoilers #orv kim dokja #kim dokja #orv kdj #kimcom

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its-no-biggie · 5 months ago

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too many orv fanfic writers writing themselves into the setting as constellations as an excuse to put the blorbos in a new scenario, not enough writing themselves in as dokkaebis

(actually i think either one is a fun and charming way to make full use of orvs setting while breaking the fourth wall a little bit, and i wish i saw more of this kinda thing in general. but ive literally never seen it done with a dokkaebi and i just think it would be cool!!)

like come on guys, theyre literally the storytellers!!! theyre the ones who create the sub scenarios, constellations only request them - thats like a built in nod to your audience, especially if youre doing something thats a popular fanfic trope. dokkaebi [author name] shows up and says "man that previous dokkaebi is slacking off, wheres the excitement!! i know exactly what this channel needs - this kind of development is really popular with the constellations lately etc etc" ding! [sub scenario - and there was only one bed]. you see my vision.

and its not like a new dokkaebi showing up with a different storytelling inclination is an unprecedented development - im not sure how/if it would work with biyoos channel but like. its fanfiction. put her in a situation so someone else has to step in, like what shing n shong did to bihyung for like half the novel, and itll be fine! .....admittedly im pretty rusty on the back half of the novel, maybe it happens to biyoo too and i just forgot, or maybe it really doesnt work with how her channel is set up...... either way i think its plausible enough though, plus its funny if kim dokja has gotten used to having control over the channel and now he has to deal with having no control over it while an absurd fanfic trope is happening to him lmfao

anyway. tldr we need more writer insert dokkaebis. and if you guys know of any fics that do this please share them!!

#you fanfic authors are too kim dokja pilled to make yourselves anything but the reader insert huh #(said with love)#lol as if im one to talk. i dont even really write fanfic im a reader through and through #orv #omniscient reader's viewpoint #biggie tumbles

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imaginativewriter23 · 2 years ago

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I Know - Dokja Kim x Reader

Summary: A relationship in an apocalypse with a sacrificial lover is never easy and you both know it.

Warning(s): Angst, hints of fluff, best understood if you’re up to date with the current webtoon or a completed novel reader, implications of spoilers, no direct pronouns used. Low-key actually bad.

“Dokja, I can’t keep doing this,” you muttered under your quivering mouth.

The distance between you was far, each of you on one side of the opposite wall. Dokja was the one to take the first step closer to you.

“I know. I’m sorry,” was all he could think to say. The words he originally scripted flew out the window once he saw the tears brimming in your eyes.

He knew there would be a day you would say that to him. Of course, he planned for you to say this. He just didn't think it would be this hard.

“I can’t keep watching you die,” you wheezed.

You tried to keep your voice down as much as possible. The abandoned building tended to echo. The last thing either of you wanted was to attract survivors' attention to a vulnerable moment between a couple. Or worse, one of the company’s attention.

“You know I always come back.”

It was barely any reassurance. He knew that, but it was the only reassurance he could give.

“But what if next time you don’t?” You wrapped your arms around your stomach to comfort yourself.

He took another step. “I will. You know I never go through with something unless I’m confident in it.”

“I know,” you practically spat.

Dokja knew. He knew it wasn’t a matter if he came back or not. Rather, it was the pain of seeing him die over and over and over again. He knew. Because if it were you, he wouldn’t be able to handle it either.

“I would never make a plan that would hurt you in the end.” He took another step, midway now.

“I know,” you said, much more gently now.

“You’re the ending I want.”

“You are too,” your voice cracked, “but I hate how we’re getting to it.”

He felt bolder, taking two steps closer, only a few feet away from you.

“It won’t be like this forever," he coaxed.

You sniffled, wiping the tears off your face, feeling some drip off your chin.

“It just feels like you’re willing to sacrifice yourself so much that you don’t realize that it hurts me more.”

The inch of confidence he had was gone and his shoulders tensed. He was never good at comforting. It was worse when it came to you. You were the last person he ever wanted to see cry.

Now, there was a lump in his throat. What was on his script again? He couldn’t remember. Something along the lines of "we'll get through this," or "it'll be okay." Yet, for some reason, none of those sentences generated past his mouth.

He gritted his teeth and forced the only words he had full confidence in saying:

“I love you.”

You knew he did, but the words felt foreign to both of you since the apocalypse never made room for it.

You sniffled and nodded. “That’s why it hurts more.”

He stared into the ground, "I know."

The sound of crickets chirping in the background returned when both of you were silent. There was a distant 'boom!' Perhaps another group was fighting a sub-scenario.

Finally, you closed the gap between you two and stood in front of Dokja until your arms were barely touching.

“I love you too,” you said. He nodded and cradled your fingers. He knew you did.

“Be selfish more,” you mumbled, “Be selfish and choose yourself, for me.”

“I can’t promise that.”

You laughed at his immediate bluntness and leaned into his chest to cover your face.

“I know.”

He moved one hand to rest on your scalp, the other continued to massage your fingers.

“Then, at least think about me and how I would feel the next time you do it.”

Dokja rested his chin on your head. “I already do. Every time.”

You nodded against his chest. “I know.”

#kim dokja x reader #dokja kim #kim dokja #orv x reader #dokja x reader

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ot3 · 2 years ago

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Hey I was wondering if I could ask an ORV question?

I don't really understand the significance of the Square Circle or what exactly it symbolizes in the context of ORV. I understand the Square Circle as a mathematical problem but it seems when it comes to ORV analysis I fall short lol.

Ive just seen a lot of ORV bloggers mention that symbol especially and focusing on it, and Im curious why it had such a big impact on people, and honestly I want to feel that impact as well haha

Hope you have a good day!!! Obviously theres no obligation to reply:) just trust your ORV takes

this is definitely a topic you could squeeze an entire essay about it but since im about to go to bed here's a quickie. From chap 454, here's what it says about the square circle:

The 'square circle' here is introduced as something that is logically impossible, but which can exist in writing due to the nature of a book. Anything that you can claim is true in text becomes true in that novel regardless of the actual possibility of this occurring in real life, or absence of underlying logic. the act of writing makes it real within the confines of the fiction. here, they're using this to talk about the worldbuilding of ways of survival and how a lot of it doesn't make sense and is shit. Textually, they're slapping this on top of the plot hole that exists from the events of future regressions influencing past regressions. Sub-textually, they're introducing us to the idea that the 'square circle' is something that can't be imagined as existing in the 'real' world but is allowed to exist in a novel.

then at the end of the square circle chapters, during the company retreat, kim dokja is finally taking a load off to hang out with his companions for once. even though they quite literally have to threaten him with death to get the job done. everyone manages to have a nice evening together before it all goes to shit. and here's what happens

Right here, surrounded by his companions and making one of his first truly earnest attempts to connect with and understand the people around him, kim dokja gets to see a real 'square circle'. something that he never could have imagined, something that, hypothetically, could make sense in written worlds where you don't need to understand how it exists, just that it does.

and on it's own, this feels fun, a little bit of a 'nothing is impossible' sparkle to top off a very cute scene, but i really think this is one of the moments you're supposed to understand much better on a reread. Because it's not until the very last chapter of the novel that they tell us, beyond a shadow of a doubt, what 'square circle' they've actually been trying to create in the real world

#orv #orv spoilers

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sunfish-regressor · 1 month ago

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[ Constellation of family, marriage and childbirth sent a personal scenario ]

Incarnation Yoo Joonghyuk must pick one other incarnation as a possible spouse.

[Category: Sub

Difficulty: D

Clear Conditions:

Pick one of the possible candidates:

- Lee Seolhwa

- Han Sooyoung

- Yoo Sangah

- Jung Heewon

- Kim Dokja

Time limit: 4 days.

Compensation: 200,000 coins

Failure: Forced real marriage to a random candidate (will be decided by a poll) ]

...

[//@kim-deadja pls help me, the very confused mod...]

#//WHAT

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jilted-love · 2 years ago

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I don't care if Kim Dokja tops or bottoms. I just want him to dom Yoo Joonghyuk. I am THIS close to writing bratty sub Yoo Joonghyuk tied up and kneeling and spouting insults for Dokja only to become a brainless "eat dirt" mess because he's desperate to cum after Dokja kept stepping on his dick and teasing denied orgasms out of his vulnerable body. I need Dokja to be a nasty little shit to Joonghyuk.

#Yoo Joonghyuk #Kim Dokja #orv #Kim Dokja/Yoo Joonghyuk #Kim DOMja #joongdok #dokhyuk #dokjoong #tagging ship posts is difficult in Asian fandoms damn it

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lee-hakhyun · 1 year ago

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it couldn't get any worse after that last chapter, right?

as his story begins, it starts to take control over his consciousness. as he fights for his own mind, he hears the introduction to orv. the words that he once wrote have returned as a curse. seeing an image of hundreds of thousands of meteors in a shower, another line comes to mind

「if i cannot be kim dokja」

「then i wish that no kim dokja would exist in this universe instead」

those are lines he wrote. han sooyoung would have never written that. but if this story has that. kim dokja...

lhh's friends are approaching him. thoughts of almost anything was changed into samyeongdang's bamboo stick, as his story continues to control him. he tells it to shut up. when he declared he would be kim dokja it was to bear the duty of kim dokja, not listen to unreasonable stories. he tells his story to listen to him,

but it doesn't. he cannot handle this story. he isn't strong enough to wear kim dokja's name. thr story takes control of his arm, and prepares to attack his friends and consume them. this can't happen. if he can't control the story, he'd rather—

shin yoosung notices something is wrong and grabs on to lhh. begs him. he tells her it's alright, and changes the bamboo stick to broken faith. with blade of faith, he resists the story's control, and

stabs himself in the stomach...

even through the pain, he refuses to pass out snd let his story take control of his body. he hears voices through his barely aware consciousness, people trying to save him, blasts, a sudden scenario...

...

the midday tryst line is restored. dkos tells lhh to get up. lhh can feel that the story's control has disappeared. did he do it?

dkos is speechless.

— yjh doesn't control his stories like that

"this was the only way" <- no it was not

— incite?

"that might not have worked" <- i get not taking any chances, but...

— so you put a hole in your stomach?

"i'm a little more like kim dokja now" <- WHAT THE FUCK

— oh my

dkos's voice sounds happy. lhh smiles bitterly. i am losing it.

as lhh gets up, he feels extremely fragile. like if someone touched him, he would break into pieces. like his entire self was faltering. is this how 49 felt? hearing sounds and screams in the distance, he asks dkos what's going on. a scenario.

the window pops up then, and it's a sub scenario. dragons are invading... where's yoo joonghyuk? looking around, he can't see him. dkos tells him he was summoned to the final part of the seventh scenario. ...right, lhh was supposed to go with him. yjh's companions and the readers aren't here either. they probably all went with him. so the people left... those who weren't chosen to go to the 7th scenario. lhh can see the people fighting. faces he knew.

bang cheolsoo, dayoung and her mother, jungsa kim and jung eunho, shin yoosung. and jung heewon, in the center of the battlefield. she takes down a dragon, and heads directly to the next one. even when it roars and the incarnations around her collapses, her [madness] attribute from the crazy butcher peotects her. she commands the people to stand up, and they do. even when they clearly can't continue to fight.

lee hakhyun doesn't understand. this sub scenario, it doesn't have a failure penalty. gwanghwamun can be safely abandoned. so why?

it's not...

— that's right.

there was a circular formation around his tent.

— they're protecting you.

taking a closer look, all the faces were familiar. people he had passed by at the geumho, chungmuro, and seoul stations. a man notices him, and calls out for him. a groll bites into his neck, and he falls as he yells to alert everyone else. a woman cries out and holds the man, before they're both swarmed by grolls.

lee hakhyun has to do something. holding broken faith, he tries to incite as anyone. yoo joonghyuk. jung heewon. kim dokja.

incite can't be activated. his body is unstable. a message appears again. and even as the story was driven away, his penalty still remained. he has 5 minutes to collect a new kdj fragment. he wants to save them, but he can't think of a way. he can't do it.

— yoo joonghyuk made you a companion.

dkos' voice

— and yet he left you behind. why would he do that?

the reason why he was left behind. did he think lhh could solve the scenario? dkos is silent.

there is no yoo joonghyuk here. people are dying. he has 3 minutes left. in order to use his skills, he has to clear this penalty first. a penalty that will only be cleared when 'kim dokja' is consumed.

"heir to the eternal name."

there's only one thing he can use to feed this story.

he brings his right arm to his mouth.

"eat 'me'".

#responses to asks will be delayed a little longer #orv side story #orv spoilers #side story lb #side story spoilers

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pttucker · 1 year ago

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– Are you 'Kim Dokja' from the future? Some time ago, Yoo Joonghyuk had asked that question to a certain someone. He asked that because he initially thought that only Kim Dokja knew of the story extending as far as to the 1863rd regression turn. However, now he thought back to that moment, he realized how stupid that question was. A being who knew all the stories right up until the 1863rd turn. A being who understood a story the best was not the 'reader' who had read it, but the 'character' that actually lived through that very story.

I KNEW IT!!!!

Secretive Plotter is FREAKING JOONGHYUK!

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Okay, but he can't be from the original TWSA worldline because I swear that Joonghyuk's sponsor, who I think is Oldest Dream, is Dokja. So he has to be from this future, right? Because this worldline has Dokja and TWSA doesn't.

Not to mention Secretive Plotter so hardcore knows Dokja and has from the very beginning. Which is what made me originally suspicious of him waaaay back in the sub-100 chapters.

That or there's actually multiple worldlines that do have Kim Dokja just like there's multiple worldlines that don't.

I just keep coming back to the fact that when Dokja went into the Library he saw versions of TWSA that he didn't remember and I'm not certain if that's because Oldest Dream is him and is adding to his Library without him knowing it or if it's because Dokja as the reader is connected to multiple worldlines and so he's able to unconsciously connect to the worldline that Oldest Dream came from (and maybe vice versa) and thus the books end up in one singular Library.

Which basically boils down to the same thing at the end of the day, but is slightly different in the question of: is this our future Joonghyuk who knows our future Dokja or a different future Joonghyuk who knows a different future Dokja?

#time travel and dimension travel are very cool concepts but confusing AF #orv #orv novel chapter 413 #orv spoilers #orv liveblog #omniscient reader's viewpoint #secretive plotter #yjh’s sponsor #yjh #kdj

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red-gtech · 1 year ago

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An Idol Just For You [Idol!KDJ x Fan!SP]

Summary: Secretive Plotter’s B-day Fic

Even amidst his despair, Secretive Plotter, found solace in Kim Dokja's voice. Be it as Kim Dokja or Guwon, Secretive Plotter found peace in listening to that smooth, calm voice filled with kindness. It was natural then, that he'd protect the remaining thing that brought him hope.

Secretive Plotter could no longer remember all details of his past. The ones that had nothing to do with scenarios, he couldn't recall what games he used to like nor could he even remember the names of people he knew before the scenarios. It was a sad thing, when he gave it some thought, so he stopped thinking about his life before the fall.

He had given up ending the Most Ancient Dream, his sponsor, and all he wanted was a way to die. To finally end his regression until he stumbled upon a weird presence on the 3rd World Line. It was a bright presence, one that called out to him. For an outer god like him, warmth was a foreign feeling and yet Kim Dokja who caught his attention, brought him a familiar and unfamiliar warmth.

So he stayed and watched.

Watched how Kim Dokja survived the first scenario and introduced himself to the other survivors.

"I am Kim Dokja, 28 years old, a retired idol."

"He won the best newcomer award on his debut year!" Kim Namwoon revealed, "You've probably heard of him! He is Guwon!"

'Guwon' Secretive Plotter thought about that familiar name, and then it came to him. A memory of his forgotten past.

"He-hello! I am Gu-guwon of Byeol Entertainment! Today is my de-debut, please listen to my song, [To Neverland]!"

Secretive Plotter giggled, that slowly turned into a laugh filled with relief and bitterness. He wasn't one to believe in coincidence, so he knew this was fate. That he was meant to meet Kim Dokja, his [Salvation] from the past before the scenarios, and now.

"Kim Dokja...I will protect you." (and you will be my ◼◼.)

—

His Dokja was a bit foolish. The type to return a sliver of kindness given to him 10 times, it was cute when it was directed to him but to others? It was an annoying thing.

He hid his annoyance and yet his foolish incarnation seemed to understand his silence well. Infuriating smile on his face and he'd be on the receiving end of a teasing, Kim Dokja did not fear him one bit. It was an annoying thing, and yet he found that he didn't mind.

He didn't mind when Kim Dokja would talk to him about mundane things, he didn't mind when Kim Dokja began to listen to his sporadic advises, he didn't mind how Kim Dokja seemed to know him, how this line between sponsor and incarnation grew blurry with each passing scenario that brought Kim Dokja close to Death at times.

He didn't mind the weight of Kim Dokja's trust on him.

Because Kim Dokja rarely trusted anyone.

—

"Hey, Secretive Plotter" Dokja called for him, in the silence of watching his team with Yoo Joonghyuk sleep.

[The Constellation Secretive Plotter says what?]

"...When the scenarios end...can I meet you?"

Secretive Plotter remained silent for a long time. Long enough that Kim Dokja smiled, his soft sad smile that made Plotter's heart ache.

"Never mind, I know you have your reasons..." Dokja looked at the stars in the sky, "Just treat it as a foolish wish."

Impulsively Secretive Plotter offered,

[The Constellation Secretive Plotter says don't rush, we will meet one day...]

Kim Dokja blinked and then smiled, soft and shy, and for the first time in a long while Secretive Plotter felt as if he was once again experiencing his first spring.

"It's a promise!"

—

They grew closer then, close enough that his foolish incarnation began to challenge sub-scenarios alone and with only him as a companion. The Kim Dokja that everyone knew and that he knew were different, his Kim Dokja was less polite, less soft, more of a brat and an annoying rat that teased him and tested him patience.

His Dokja had foresight, creative in solving problems and a complete hazard to himself. Secretive Plotter had half a mind to waste his probability and incarnate directly to teach his incarnation to behave and to not be so indecent. Secretive Plotter could no longer count the amount of times he had threatened other Constellations from issuing any sexual scenarios to his incarnation.

He could understand why Dokja attracted such folk. First, he was an idol and Kim Dokja was used to giving the occasional fanservice.

Second, Kim Dokja was an exceptionally charming man who didn’t know the extent of his charm.

Lastly, Kim Dokja was pretty. The kind of pretty that grew on you, slowly captured your attention until he was the only one you could pay attention to.

Plotter knew because he was the same as the rest of them when it came to his foolish and death wishing incarnation. He didn’t know when he started to look at his incarnation differently. What he knew was that he wanted to play with Dokja’s hair, brush away the hair that sometimes pricked Dokja’s eyes. He wanted to know if Dokja’s skin would be as soft and smooth as it looked like, if his eyes were just as pretty as it was behind the screen.

Would Kim Dokja shiver if he whispered in his ear? Or would he just smirk at him, tease him playfully?

Secretive Plotter wanted to know if his heart would beat fast if he held him in his arms, cradled him in it like the precious thing that he was. He wanted to know if Kim Dokja’s lips were just as delicious as they look.

It was for this reason that he had issued a sub-scenario for his incarnation.

[(Personal) Sub Scenario - One and Only Star] Category: Sub (Personal) Difficulty: S Clear Conditions: Perform for the Constellation Secretive Plotter Satisfy the Secretive Plotter Reward: The domain N'Gai's Forest will be permanently open to Kim Dokja Failure: ???

Secretive Plotter smiled and then began to prepare for his Dokja's arrival.

—

Kim Dokja was no stranger to the back door deals between idols and the rest of the industry bigwigs. He was lucky enough that his former company wasn’t pimping him out, or worry about sasaeng fans. But it didn’t mean that he hadn’t had his fair share of offers, “favors”, from fellow artists or producers he had worked with.

He never accepted but those experiences always left a bad taste in his mouth. Kim Dokja was well aware of how disastrous it would have been for him. The only way he could protect himself was to keep a certain level of distance with everyone else in the industry, enough that no one would ever think of him when it came to “parties” but not enough that he wouldn’t get any legitimate job offers.

It was the reason why he learned how to dress himself a certain way, dancing the line between pure and alluring. It was taxing but when he thought of having to return to his relatives, Kim Dokja preferred the quagmire of the idol industry. And yet, reading his Sponsor’s sub scenario, Kim Dokja wanted to do that sort of transaction.

‘...If it’s him…’ Kim Dokja looked at the brightly shining star that he knew was his sponsor, and licked his lips, ‘I don’t mind it one bit.’

With a smile he accepts the sub scenario.

—

In an old interview of his, after he had won the Best Newcomer Award the year he debuted, Kim Dokja remembered being asked what he liked the most about his job.

“It’s the feeling of having all eyes on me,” He replied, “knowing that I have all their attention when I perform.”

He had lied back then, what he truly liked was the idea that on the stage he was Guwon, an idol that was loved even if it was only as long as his song lasted. Kim Dokja could fool himself then, that he had a place in this world, that he was a being worthy of love.

And now, as he stood in a stage repaired just for him, his allies in the crowd of watchers, and his sponsor watching…Kim Dokja felt that his lie had, in this instance, turned into truth.

He smiled at the crowd, his gentle seductive smile as the first notes of his last song came out of the speakers. He walked slowly towards the front of the T Stage, hips swaying to the music and started singing,

“You already knew what this was when started, It’s alright, It’s alright, this is our secret Our lovely passionate secret”

Each step he took that brought him closer to the pole, had him slowly unbuttoning his dark trench coat that hid his skimpy costume.

“Turn off your phone and just focus on me, Isn’t this what you came for? A lovely sweet dream of me”

His coat slipped off and revealed his see through white blouse, nipples clearly visible through the fabric. His unbuttoned leather shorts that stuck on his skin, leaving nothing to imagination.

“My heart is burnt black, your place Your heart is pure white, my place Where should we continue this game?”

He climbed up the pole, his body on autopilot, as he continued to sing the only sex themed song he ever sang,

“My words are pure white, my place Your words are dyed black, your place Don’t forget where this game started

Don’t be so rough, don’t be too gentle, You can leave your mark Just remember nothing ever lasts”

He licked his lips, thinking, wondering if Secretive Plotter was enjoying this show made just for him in mind.

“My heart is burnt black, your place Your heart is pure white, my place Are you sick of this game?

My words are pure white, my place Your words are dyed black, your place Do you want this dream to be real?”

It’s too late, there’s no going back We made this bed of roses Stop worrying and just keep on going

I don’t want to end it like this, And you feel the same too, Let’s keep the start of this game our secret

My heart is dyed is white, your place Your heart is burnt black, my place This is our lovely sweet reality, our place.”

His clothes clung to his skin, soaked with sweat and Kim Dokja knew exactly what sort of picture he made when his face was flushed, panting softly with his slightly parted ruby red lips. He smiled at his audience and sang the last lyric of his song,

“Did you enjoy it, my love?”

[(Personal) Sub Scenario - One and Only Star]

Congratulations on completing the scenario, the reward is immediately available for use.

Kim Dokja disappeared in front of everyone.

—

As soon as the performance began Secretive Plotter watched without blinking or even taking his eyes off. He stared with heated eyes as Kim Dokja started to sing, thin scarless hands unbuttoning his coat with practiced ease, seductive and alluring. The sway of hips, the imprint of his bulge on that leather shorts, the perked pink nipples visible through the white see through shirt.

All of it made Secretive Plotter hard. It made him want to stop the show and teach his stupid incarnation a thing called “boundaries”. Still he watched as Kim Dokja sang with a smooth sultry tone that promised dark secrets.

Kim Dokja’s pole dancing skills were professional. His artistic sense, drawing attention to the contours of his body, his voice, a wonderful instrument of lust. Secretive Plotter didn’t bother to deny his urge and released his throbbing cock as Dokja wrapped his legs around the pole and twirled downwards.

He rubbed his cock, languidly as he imagined fucking Dokja in front of that crowd, thrusting his cock in that virgin hole, mercilessly fucking him until he couldn’t stand, until his knees were bruised, until everyone in the Starstream knew who owned him.

He watched as the dokkaebi focused on Dokja’s chest, pink nipples straining against the cloth and covered with sweat. He gripped his cock, hands moving faster as Dokja’s throat became the focus of the screen, slowly moving up to ruby red lips and capturing how Dokja licked his bottom lip sexily.

Secretive Plotter groaned, he breathed deeply, he didn’t want to end his masturbation yet, the song was only halfway through, his eyes tracked the visible hardening of Dokja’s cock and he licked his lips.

His cock was bigger than Dokja, he was sure of it, he imagined how Dokja would moan if he rubbed their cocks together, wrapped it both with his hands while Dokja was tied up and wearing those shorts.

He wanted to defile him in those leather shorts, spill his cum on black cloth, marking Dokja in that way. He wanted to see Dokja walk in clothes stained by his cum, visibly limping while his cum flowed down his abused hole. Secretive Plotter wanted to ruin Kim Dokja for everyone else. The thought, the image of Dokja dirtied and sullied by him sent him over the edge, he aimed his cock to the screen.

The image showed Dokja with flushed cheeks, lips parted and eyes filled with joy. His cum covered the screen, covering Dokja’s face with thick white cum. Plotter leaned on his seat, stared at the desecrated image of Dokja and smirked.

He waited for Dokja to appear at the boundary of his home while he rested for a while, and when Dokja arrived a minute later, he stood up and didn’t bother to hide his cock. He hugged his incarnation from behind and immediately began accosting him.

His hands teased those pink nipples, pinching and tweaking it through the fabric, while he mouthed along Dokja’s neck. He rutted against his ass, hands undressing Dokja’s clothes while he groped him. Dokja’s moans were music to his ears, he let his wandering hands be guided by Dokja’s smaller ones, touching him where he wanted to be touched.

As soon as Dokja’s shorts dropped to the ground, he wasted no time in lifting Dokja and rubbing his cock against the hole and between Dokja’s thighs. Kim Dokja’s body was a pliant, sensitive thing that spurred on his lust. A small spark of probability to make turn Dokja’s asshole into a self-lubricating one, another spark to let it accept his cock without any preparation.

He kissed Dokja filthy, tongues entangled with each other and swapping saliva as he kissed Dokja without any regard for Dokja’s state of breathing. He thrusted his cock into Dokja’s warm and dripping hole, swallowed his moans as he vigorously slammed his cock in and out of the clenching walls.

His arms holding Dokja’s legs together as he treated his incarnation like a fleshlight, a warm hole to fuck and spill his come until all his frustrations were spent. He bit on Kim Dokja’s shoulder, listened to the sweet loud moans that fell from Dokja’s lips.

He ignored the heated looks from the Kkomas hiding behind bushes and branches.

He ignored the cries for mercy, to slow down, and kept on going, even when Kim Dokja let out a loud moan as he came. Secretive Plotter kept on thrusting his cock, fucking Dokja through his orgasm, supporting the limp body and drowning Dokja with praises that automatically fell from his mouth.

He spilled his first load inside Dokja, roughly turning his head towards him for another kiss.

As soon as he stopped cumming, Secretive Plotter licked his tears away and then smiled, soft, warm, loving, and most of all dangerous as he said,

“Welcome to N’Gai’s Forest, Kim Dokja.”

And then Kim Dokja could only let himself be fucked on the ground, the grass was his bed, as Secretive Plotter, his beloved sponsor, thrusted his cock inside, stretching and abusing his cum-filled asshole.

The lewd wet sounds of fucking could clearly be heard, interspersed with his moans, Dokja could only cover his face to hide his embarrassment as moans and Secretive Plotter’s name came out from his mouth. Soon it turned into begging, begging to be fucked harder, rougher, to be marked, to be bred by that monstrous throbbing cock that stretched him out so good.

He wrapped his legs around Plotter’s strong waist, leaving scratches on broad shoulders as Plotter ordered him to stop hiding his eyes, he stared into the face hidden underneath the veil, a familiar scarred face and pulled it closer for a sweeter kiss.

He wrapped his arms on Plotter’s neck and closed his eyes as he kissed him and clenched his hole to be filled again. It was a sloppy kiss, Dokja could only follow Plotter’s lead, moaning as an experienced mouth left more marks on his neck, as his nipples were sucked and teased relentlessly. His body was on fire and Plotter’s touch was the only cure.

His cock was stroked by large, scarred hands, heterochromatic eyes staring straight at him with a soft, gentle smile that promised things Dokja wanted.

“Plotter” Dokja called out, sweet, loving, and everything Secretive Plotter had always wanted.

“I want more.”

Secretive Plotter grins, eyes twinkling with love and lust as he devours Kim Dokja’s mouth and fucks him again. The sounds of fucking doesn’t stop for a long time, not even when Dokja’s cries and moans grew hoarse and faded.

—

From that point onwards, Kim Dokja accepts every personal sub scenario given by Secretive Plotter. Each scenario was lewder than the last, a special private show for his dotting and protective sponsor.

Kim Dokja learns how to be fucked by sentient vines, how to position his body just so to drive Secretive Plotter to edge. He learns how to moan prettily, softly, and barely there while Plotter’s invisible hands molest him in his room. He learns how to suck a cock properly without alerting anyone.

Secretive Plotter guides him in his foray into sexual acts, teaches him first hand, and rewarding him with a night he’d never forget each time he succeeds.

His heart was filled with love, his account filled with coins, and his hole constantly filled by Plotter’s thick white cum.

—

Secretive Plotter watched as Kim Dokja fought with an egg vibrator hidden beneath his clothes. If other constellations did what he was doing, he knew that their incarnation would end up dead. But with him around and his Dokja’s resourcefulness and quick wit, no harm would befall Kim Dokja.

[The constellation Secretive Plotter says separate from your group]

On the screen Kim Dokja talked to his companions, blind to the way Yoo Joonghyuk looked at him as he did as Plotter ordered.

‘The third round…is so useless’ He thought with disdain.

Then, once Kim Dokja was alone in a secluded part of the Demon Castle, he pressed the button. Turning it to the highest setting and watched as his incarnation immediately crumpled into the ground, moaning and panting.

In tandem with Kim Dokja’s movement, Secretive Plotter brought out his cock and began stroking.

[The constellation Secretive Plotter says good. Just like that, stroke yourself think of me]

[The constellation Secretive Plotter says don’t hide your moans]

[The constellation Secretive Plotter says Kim Dokja, let everyone remember that you are mine]

Through the screen Kim Dokja obediently followed his lover’s orders. Moaned out Secretive Plotter’s name shamelessly. His hands moving faster as he reached his climax, he slumped on the ground as he spilled his cum, panting heavily and calling out for his sponsor.

[The constellation Secretive Plotter says very good, Kim Dokja.]

[The constellation Secretive Plotter donated 100 000 coins]

“Mmmm…I miss you…Plotter.”

[The constellation Secretive Plotter says tonight at 10]

Neither him nor Kim Dokja paid attention to Yoo Joonghyuk who was hiding behind a pillar, fists clenched in anger and eyes filled with jealousy.

—

The scenarios grew harder and yet Kim Dokja was mostly at ease, there were moments when he felt at loss but Secretive Plotter never failed to bring his spirits back up. In this apocalyptic world, Kim Dokja found his reason to live.

He found his place in Plotter’s side.

And now on his 29th birthday Kim Dokja stared at the sleeping face of his lover, his body was littered with love bites, his asshole dripping cum and his back ached. And yet he had never felt happier.

He laughed softly when his lover frowned in his sleep. He smoothened out the crease between Plotter’s eyebrows. And when Plotter opened his eyes, he smiled at him and kissed his lips softly, a quick peck.

“Good Morning.”

“Dokja-ya, you need to sleep more” Plotter muttered, as he hugged his beloved and pressed him down the mattress, “It’s your birthday…take a…rest.”

Kim Dokja hummed and decided that his secret could wait.

“When we wake up, let me tell you my secret” He whispered as he closed his eyes to join his beloved Protagonist in the world of dreams.

[The Most Ancient Dream welcomes Secretive Plotter into their ◼◼]

#secretive plotter x kim dokja #secretive plotter x oldest dream #plotja #spod #orv fanfic

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Omniscient Readers View Point Read Through

Ch 73-92

Beginning: Ch 1-10

Note: This was so hype AHHHHHH so many of my favourite scenes

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"I am also like Dokja-ssi. We are on the same QA team. I heard the same nagging every time and lived with their contempt.

>when an ugly btch calls you twin

[The constellation who has been waiting for a harem carefully puts both hands together.]

>I…a what

WHO?

"You're not a woman."

>…huh?

She refused to admit that she plagiarized to the end. I grabbed her collar.

>ngl dokja i don’t think anyone ever would 😭

"There is no such thing as a meteorite in my novel!" It was surprising. I thought she would've copied this as well. "I have a sealing stone!"

>girl you’re really not helping yourself here

"By the way, I was in pain a lot back then."

Whenever I looked at this guy's face, I felt the '17 year old Kim Dokja' inside me shrink back.

>as someone who was bullied in hs i remember almost crying reading this scene in the manhwa. get his furry ass dokja

"Yes! I'm really really sorry! I-I was young at the time…"

>that’s BULL! you’re not the only one who was young! using your age as a mistake is only justifiable as long it didn’t hurt others. basic empathy isn’t taught with age, it’s something you should know or you’re just a shitty person. and like YOU WERE SEVENTEEN

"First, I will hit you until all my trauma has disappeared.

>oh yeah fuck him up dokja

[Some constellations are disappointed with your hypocrisy.] [Many constellations are questioning your judgment.] [The constellation 'Secretive Plotter' is watching your judgment.]

>it’s so interesting to me how sp never actually judges dokja on serious stuff. he’s just in the back secretively plotting.

[The constellation who likes harems is cheering on you and Han Sooyoung.]

>didn’t realise there were doksoo truthers in the book but pop off my dude XD

No matter how I thought about it, this was the sound of gunshots. Wasn't the army already wiped out?

>i…oh right this isn’t set in America

"You must be mistaken. My name is Yoo Joonghyuk. Kim Dokja is the name of the guy I hate the most."

> there he goes role playing again

I winked at her. If I knew Han Sooyoung, she would understand what to do from now on. The woman opened her mouth. "I already know that you are Kim Dokja. Stop the unnecessary lies."

> that’s just embarrassing man. it’s ok, you win some you lose some

"I needed something to tell her when I met her." I gave her a moment before continuing. "Because I had nothing else to say to her."

> 😞

Living things with less intelligence than a kobold should do their jobs!"

>Excuse you? WHAT THE FUCK IS A KOBOLD

"Protector… you don't have any qualities suited for Way of the Wind. No, to be honest, you don't have the qualities for almost every skill."

>that’s…damn what are you, my calculus teacher?

'You will be busy when you reach intermediate level'.

> Kdj: once you get that promotion you’re not going to pay attention to me anymore! i’m going to be a neglected wife!

"You are the first person who is more suspicious than Yoo Joonghyuk."

> why does kdj’s perception of ppl range from like-yjh, not-like-yjh and yjh

[The constellation 'Demon-like Judge of Fire' is looking forward to your companionship.]

The messages of the constellations, including Uriel, arrived. What was going on?

> oh gee i wonder what’s going on. wonder if there’s a possibly super hot *enter kdj’s long ass description* man possibly fighting and injured nearby

The bleeding Yoo Joonghyuk was waiting for me there.

> are we sure ways of survival isn’t a fanfic written by dokja?

Even if Yoo Joonghyuk was nearby, he couldn't be found in such a timely manner. It was clear that Bihyung had made a sub scenario to bring Yoo Joonghyuk over here.

>not bihyung sugar daddying his way through the scenarios for dokja. that or he’s the vice captain of our ship after uriel

Yoo Joonghyuk was staring at me with bloody and teary eyes.

> HELP what did I say about the fanfic part

Why was the protagonist of Ways of Survival such a person? The story would've been easier of it was Lee Hyunsung or Jung Heewon.

> bestie you gotta be attracted to them for this to work

"He was like this the whole time. He kept asking me to take him to Kim Dokja…"

> GUYS 😭

But I felt that some of my answers were being diluted in the soup. Did I know Yoo Joonghyuk at all?

>welp existential crisis let’s go

I scooped up the soup with the spoon and put it in Yoo Joonghyuk's mouth. Han Sooyoung watched me blowing on the soup. "You are acting like a wife."

> you see that’s because they’re already marrie- *gets run over by a truck*

I thought it was a loss to me but it turned out to be a huge honey event. Indeed, people should live a good life.

> that’s not…ok then. preach king XD

[The constellation 'Demon-like Judge of Fire' is impressed with your good deed.]

…Was this constellation really impressed with the good deed?

> oh yeah just the good deed dw. definitely not the yaoi you’ve provided in the middle of a shounen show

I frowned at Yoo Joonghyuk's words. Move to the east right now? I saved his life and now he was giving me an order?

> such be them dom daddies dokja

–Don't be so prideful. I really will abandon you.

> sure kdj. in fact i dare you to do it

–Why come to me? I honestly thought you would commit suicide. –Suicide? How ridiculous.

> is it though? like really think about it XD

> i stand corrected 🥲

–I wanted to make her a companion.

> oof rejection isn’t easy man i get it

–She isn't the person I remember. I knew it. Still, I wanted to believe for a moment that the woman in my memories was still alive. I wanted to be with her again.

> ouch think my heart just got ripped out

All the threads were connected to one woman. The woman wearing a tight black battle suit flew through the air.

> MY WIFEEEEEE

–Kill her.

–Then you will be unhappy. –It doesn't matter.

> 😭

"…It doesn't make sense." Lycaon exposed his fangs. "Antinus. The conversation ends here."

> damn my tragic ship 😔✊🏼

–You, are you that weak? –What? –All the words you told me were false. I reflexively raised my body. This bastard…

> yjh sure knows how to get dokja fired up XD

–The one who told me not to give up on this world will succumb to a disaster of this degree?

> did i mention i love their bond

the way both of them know exactly what to say to help the other is so precious to me

If you want to survive, don't answer his questions. But you are still going to die.

> BITCH?

> HSY certified yapper

Imagine being summoned to another dimension, suddenly receiving a powerful strength, spending a hot night with a cute elf girlfriend, saving the world and being loved as a warrior!

> Not all men fr 💀

–My attribute is a 'pro gamer'. What is yours? -What? –I'm asking what can you do well?

> one of my favourite scenes 🥹

"…Uh?" The Hunters Association people from before?" Myung Ilsang laughed.

> …?

does he think he’s in solo leveling?

What could I do well? It was to 'read'.

> i’m so hyped AAAHHHHH

Pathetic. Why the hell did I forget about this skill? Wasn't this the first thing I should've done?

> honestly yeah how did he forget that? it’s like one of the biggest cheat codes he has

I was a 'reader'.

> YEAH YOU ARE

READER REPRESENTATION ARISE!

"Get started." Yoo Joonghyuk stood before me as if he knew what I was trying to do. "I'll block him."

> did your heart skip a beat dokja? cuz i know mine did

A fierce aura started to crush Bihyung's body. The power of the dokkaebi depended on the size of the channel.

> OH THIS FUCKER

how dare he mess bihyung lemme at him. one swing that’s all i ask

[…Please choose a reward.] Bihyung told me with a grouchy expression. He was exhausted by the harassment.

–Personally, I recommend the Infinite Dimension Space Coat. There is one more hidden option. It is easier to transcend later.

> oh god plz let me give him a hug poor bby

–I will speak bluntly. Come to my channel. I am going to expand my channel to the Korean Peninsula. I will be happy to meet your desired items and conditions.

> I THINK NOT BTCH

Bihyung's face turned red and he was tearful as he looked between me and Dokgak. It looked like tears would burst out as soon as he was touched.

> THAT’S IT WHO’S COMING WITH ME

[Constellations. Incarnation Kim Dokja colluded with the channel's streamer, 'Bihyung'. He deliberately concealed his strength and manipulated the development of the scenario. He made the scenarios harder for malicious purposes.]

> i don’t…is this really such a big deal? like people are being murdered and super magical stuff keeps happening. is this really such a big deal in comparison? 😭

[The constellation 'Secretive Plotter' shrugs like it is fine.]

> SEE sp gets me

"Prisoner of the Golden Headband, Abyssal Black Flame Dragon, Demon-like Judge of Fire…"

> not kdj name dropping his fans

[The constellation 'Secretive Plotter' is somewhat annoyed.]

> DUDE SAME

"By the way. As a memorial to my channel, I will do a small event. I mean, a joint event between South Korea and Japan… If you are curious, please connect to #BI-7623 right now. I will draw tickets for the early constellations and give coins―"

> LMFAOOO

A voice was suddenly heard. I instinctively knew. The owner of this voice was now protecting me.

> fangirling so hard rn

Bihyung moved from behind me towards Dokgak. "By the way, were you this small?"

> Oof the burn

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Previous: Ch 53-73

Beginning: Ch 1-10

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