Give a warm welcome to our guest writer, Jay! Laughs, tears, and a warmed heart: these aren't signs of ether corruption, but what you'll be feeling when reading her works!📚
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https://archiveofourown.org/users/kdj_225
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I am so, so honored that you'd take the time to draw something for my fic! I know I already said it before, but I absolutely adore the details and coloring! Thank you so much for taking the time to draw something based on my writing, and I hope you know that you've made my day!! (I'm so happy to know that you've checked out my other works too, and that you enjoyed them! thank you!!! 🥰🧡🧡🧡)
Hey, sorry to bother you but I wanna ask, I'm not active on twt (infact, I deleted the app) and im not that active either on tumblr but i followed your acc here and reread your fanfics when i have the time.
And yesterday i remembered your orv au/fanfics threadfic on twt, after remembering that i planned to reread all of them but when i open your masterlist theres not a single orv related thing whether that fanart or threadfics.
Im just wondering what happened to it? I'm sorry if you already says about this before or maybe answered similar question ;;
(Oh also im sorry if I was rude or make any mistakes when im asking, English isn't my first language 🙇♀️)
Anyway I hope you have a great day!
omg hi hello!!! and yeah, my orv fic moments/thread got deleted bc twitter is a little shit and made it non-functional ): so yeah, it wasn't a personal decision...twitter deleted it without my consent 😔there's still a thread for my latest orv art/fic, but other than that, the older ones are Gone gone💔
no need to apologize for anything, you're the first person who asked tbh! your english is also great!!
okay done crying my eyes out. btw have u ever thought about how dokja's trauma from his father carries through all of orv without ever being the main focus of it? it truly did all begin with a young boy being abused, but the story doesn't focus on the abuser. it focuses on love and sacrifice and the ways in which we survive and find others in a ruined world. even when the dokkaebi king takes on his father's shape, its short-lived - almost as a nod to what a reader would "expect" of the plot, to wrap everything up in a neat bow that calls back on the 'real' evil of the story. but the evil in orv is never any one being. its the world that made a young boy lose his mother to the prison system and that made him feel isolated and objectified by the media. the traumas that dokja actively struggles with are those tied in with love. his mother, his protagonist, his writer, his children- the point is that evil is boring and ordinary and always here, apocalypse or not. it's love and its flawed, human presentations that make us who we are and that permeate our every action and decision. and that's okay. that's love.
Kdj trying to give hsy and yjh flowers for valentines day hehe
i decided to make it White Day so it made more sense, culture-wise! 💜hope you like it!🥰
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"What's this?"
Han Sooyoung directed a wary look his way, as though he came with poison instead of a gift in the form of flowers.
Kim Dokja smiled.
In truth, He’d much rather have Han Sooyoung make fun of him than to have this moment extend for longer than it should. He'd only thought to give her flowers because of the abominable guilt in his chest ever since Yoo Sangah thought to give him handmade chocolates on Valentine's day—that she'd worked on with his mother and Yoo Joonghyuk, of all people, which made his guilt grow even worse.
He's not had to celebrate White day—or any day at all, really—in his entire life, so he ought to be forgiven for not even thinking about it.
Alas.
How ungrateful would it be to not even give flowers, when they've rewritten worlds for him?
He told her, “What do you think?”
"Is this a threat in flower language?" Han Sooyoung asked back, squinting at the bouquet in his hand. "Hydrangea symbolize arrogance—"
"You're talking about the white ones," Dokja sighed, shaking the bouquet of purple hydrangea in his hold. "Just accept them and throw them away if you don't like them."
Seeming to take those words as a threat, Han Sooyoung swiped the bouquet from his hand with a harrumph. "It's a sad excuse for a bouquet, but I'll forgive you. You've never been a romantic, after all."
"Excuse me?"
She idly flicked a finger at one of the flowers in her bouquet. "What did you give Yoo Joonghyuk?"
He frowned, not having expected that question. While it's true that he'd left the man a little something (what with how he'd also deliberately made Dokja's favorite food on Valentine's day), that didn't mean it's something to assume as a certainty. They're both men, after all, and even if he respects those who don't bother with the gender expectations for either holiday, it's not like they're together in that way for it to be expected of him.
And so, he asked, "Who said I gave him anything?"
She raised a brow at him in disbelief.
He smiled back, unfazed.
"Delphinium."
The voice that spoke came from behind him, with a depth and firmness that left no room for argument. Such was the case, and yet, Kim Dokja was familiar enough with the voice’s owner to stand his ground regardless.
"Huh? Delphinium," Han Sooyoung muttered, bouquet to her chest and hand to her chin as she thought. "Doesn't that mean joy? Or something along those lines."
"Why would you assume that the flowers are from me?" Dokja asked, turning to look at Yoo Joonghyuk. It's not like the flowers had his name on them, and he'd deliberately ensured that no one was there when he left them at his doorstep.
"Biyoo told me."
His smile faltered. He knew that she still had the ability to broadcast things as they happened in real-time, but he hadn't thought she'd betray him like this. "Ah."
"Wow, you really thought you could lie to our faces, huh?"
"...let's just leave it at that."
"How about we don't?"
"Han Sooyoung..."
She grinned, eyes cat-like and grin manic. "In fact, let's look up the meanings of the flowers right now!"
"I don't need to be present for this—"
A hand grabbed onto his shoulder and forced him to sit before he could escape.
Han Sooyoung, unperturbed by Yoo Joonghyuk's show of force, said idly, "Now, let's see..."
He hoped the ground would swallow him whole. Even if just today, even if it was improbable, he'd really appreciate it if the universe could grant him this one moment of luck.
"Here we go, purple hydrangea!" Sooyoung crowed, waving her phone at (an oddly interested) Yoo Joonghyuk.
Of all times, why now?
“Pride, royalty, gratefulness,” Sooyoung trailed off, until her voice softened into something he barely recognized. “Understanding. Huh.”
He cleared his throat. Though part of him was curious at how she’d look, sounding as gentle as she did, he wasn’t curious enough to risk embarrassing himself with having her see his own expression in full—more so when he said, “You understand me best as my favorite writer, after all.”
“And Delphinium?” Yoo Joonghyuk asked.
“Hm…ah, here we go.”
Dokja closed his eyes.
“I was right about it being related to joy,” Sooyoung explained. “In a way…it’s a bouquet that wishes for your happiness.”
Dokja covered his face with both of his hands.
“Wow. You absolute sap,” Sooyoung said, laughing.
“Please…”
“Hm.” Yoo Joonghyuk huffed, large hand squeezing at his shoulder. Dokja refused to ponder on the strength (or lack thereof) in his grip. “I see you still refuse to communicate your intentions directly.”
Ok, then, if you'd like, maybe write the scene where kdj and yjh go to the constellation banquet with bts in there as well? I'll be honest it's been a long while since i read the novel, so any scene where you think bts could be shown off a bit would be nice!
I do love when kdj and kim dokja company are surprised by bts and their abilities !
aight here you go!! i had to reread that bit of the novel too since I already forgot what happened, so this fic is short too in consequence 😂 hope it's still ok!! 💜
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“Dokja-ssi?”
The voice that called to me was deep, yet soft enough that only I could hear it. Yoo Joonghyuk was occupied with intimidating Iris, Selena was in the middle mediating…
And then there was myself, and Kim Namjoon, still standing to the back as we waited for our entrance to be announced for the constellation banquet.
“Whatever you have planned,” Kim Namjoon told me, “you have my, and my members’, support. Please don’t hesitate to rely on us if there’s something that needs to be done.”
His observational skills were certainly not something I’d want being used against me. How come he could tell that I had something planned this easily, when even Yoo Joonghyuk was too focused on being angry at my recent death?
“I’m not sure I understand what you mean.”
He raised a brow at me. His easy disbelief reminded me of how efficient idols could be despite the usual flashiness of their work—this man here, for all his good looks, had enough strength to call together an army with just a snap of his fingers. Not through malicious manipulation like Cheon Inho, no, but with sheer belief.
It was incomprehensible. If all idols were like this and had Kim Namjoon’s integrity, then the Korean peninsula might just survive through the scenarios from all of them simply banding together.
“There’s not enough time to discuss it here, but,” Kim Namjoon trailed off, seeming pensive, “I hope you recognize that people care for you. That your death might be temporary to you and a simple means to get through the scenarios, but it still hurts the people close to you. That’s why, I wanted to offer my help.”
“...I see.”
He smiled, dimples making an appearance on his handsome face. “You’re not alone, Dokja-ssi. That’s the most important thing that I wanted to tell you.”
I opened my mouth. I was interrupted by a low-grade dokkaebi before I could even speak, though I didn’t quite know what I would have said anyway.
Maybe I would have thanked him. Even if he didn’t know what I had planned for this scenario just yet…
It was still a relief, knowing I already had the representative of a nascent nebula supporting me.
Would you write something about alpha!YJH x beta!KDJ if you write ABO? 🥺
If not, maybe smthn with Joongdok and Biyoo? 🥰
Thank you for opening asks!! ❤️❤️❤️
here you go!! it's short, but I hope you like it even a lil bit! 🥰💜💜
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“I don’t know why they still bother confessing when everyone knows you’re taken.”
Yoo Joonghyuk didn’t say anything, though his expression was enough to show his annoyance at Han Sooyoung’s nosiness.
Eighteen, and yet, adulthood couldn’t come sooner. There were still the undeniable shackles of high school education before he could properly work; in addition, he had to deal with the unnecessary socialization that came with it.
He just didn’t understand why people kept confessing to him when he was firm, time and again, on the fact that he isn’t interested. It had nothing to do with looks, fame, personality, or gender preferences—he just didn’t want anyone in that way. Not when he already has a pack of his own, and not when he already has his hands full with a particularly stubborn beta who couldn’t seem to keep away from trouble.
“Right, there’s Lee Seolhwa,” chimed a familiar voice, its owner popping out from the corner he’d been hiding in.
Speak of the devil.
Kim Dokja, shameless with his own eavesdropping, smiled that vapid smile of his as he looked to the distance where his recent admirer had bade their embarrassed farewells. Then he looked to Joonghyuk, mouth opening as if to say something, until he got interrupted by a harsh smack on the arm from one frustrated Han Sooyoung.
“Hey,” Dokja complained. He made a show of looking pitiful as he rubbed his arm, and half-way succeeded into looking pathetic. “There’s no need to be so violent, is there?”
“Only if you stop being an unnecessary matchmaker, Kim Dokja,” Sooyoung retorted, jabbing a finger against Dokja’s chest. “You’re lucky you’re a beta so you don’t have to deal with Joonghyuk’s stench as much, but it’s all. Over. You. Do you think I enjoy watching you make a fool of yourself—”
“Enough,” Joonghyuk cut in, grabbing Sooyoung’s wrist and lowering it before she could poke at Dokja again. “And there’s no such thing.”
“Tell that to my Alpha nose, Yoo Joonghyuk,” Sooyoung sneered.
“Your dysfunctional nose, you mean.”
“Why you—!”
“You’d have his scent too if not for the fact that your Alpha scent is strong enough to drown his out,” Dokja pointed out. He was unabashed in mentioning it, even when both Sooyoung and Joonghyuk gave him equally murderous glares in response. “You hang out with us just as much. I only have his scent from proximity.”
“...that’s how it is when you sleep in the same bed, huh?”
“Please stop making things up that people might misunderstand.”
Hi! I do love reading your works!!!! Have you ever considered adding something to the bts in orv story? A small continuation might be nice, it's one of my fav orv crossovers, but only if you want to, no pressure!
waughh thank you so much!!! 🥺🥰💜💜💜 and sure, I'm up for it! but since my brain is pretty empty at the moment, did you have any specific scenarios from the novel that you wanted to see them in? I'll write that!! 💖
About your MHA x ORV au- I can just imagine Bakugou handling two self destructive MC's KDJ is only one of his problems really- I mean look at Izuku being rolled on a stretcher shattering both his arms and a single leg. All because he was trying to protect everyone from a malfunctioning robot that was just about to emergency shut down anyway not until Izuku interrupted the process. 😭😭😭
LMFAO Bakugou, you've really got your work cut out for you even in a crossover AU 😂😭 I can't tell who's harder to deal with, considering how Izuku is just a kid while KDJ is a fully grown adult who still thinks the way he does 😭 ganba, Bakugou!! 💪💪
I love when information revealed at the end of a story recontextualizes something said or done at the beginning. Like yes queen make the story a loop let the story keep developing even though the book is closed and the credits are rolling. The story never ends it just starts over.
