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ladyironsky · 7 months

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Trying to convince Yohan to go with a certain plan

Gaon: Yohan is going to agree with me.

K: What? How on earth do you know?

Gaon: He's in love with me.

Gaon:

K: Shit.

#the devil judge #kim gaon #kang yohan #k the devil judge #incorrect quotes

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frances-and-the-moon · 8 months

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The way Yo-Han drinks & laughs with the people who tried to gain his brother's wealth, effectively killing him and injuring his niece, all while plotting his revenge to have them all killed in one blow - with Ga-On staring with disappointed, incredulous eyes from the other side of the table, totally clueless to Yo-Han's past and his plan for revenge, thinking that he's actually having fun with them - all while Yo-Han has just saved his ass from being these chaebols' target due to his exhaustingly rigid lawful moral compass and is basically showing him the hidden corruption of high society has a je ne sais quoi that makes this scene kinda ironic and eerily foreboding

#If I put the same effort in writing cover letters for jobs that I put into analysing k-dramas I would have a job now #the devil judge #tdj #kang yo-han #kim ga-on #kang yohan #kim gaon #cinematography

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ktkinsbl · 7 months

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My man K is going to be in a BL, so with The Devil Judge, that makes it two.

#the devil judge #k #lee ki taek #bon appetit

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amethystina · 1 month

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Hey! That ask you answered about protective Yo Han reminded me of this gem from the script book. I don't know if you're interested in anything script-related, but in case you are, here it is. A slightly different way the scene in E3 was supposed to go, when Yo Han came to the factory and attacked the man who put a bomb in the painting. (Also, 'forced' means 'Yo Han', all translators use this word instead of his name for some reason).

Personally, I loved the "do you know who you hurt?", the madness "increasingly" filling Yo Han's eyes, and him glaring at K when he asked if this was about Ga On. I'm amazed that he got so protective of him so quickly, it's just E3. To think of what he'd do post-canon... thank God (and you, of course!) for your amazing story. I can't tell you how much I'm waiting for everything you're going to bring down on us.

Hope you're doing better!

I haven't gone out of my way to look for the script, no, but I do read the little snippets I might run into on Tumblr and such. So I'm not NOT interested? But also too lazy to go look for it xD

And, tbh, I don't want to accidentally mistake something that was written in the script — but then taken out — as something that actually happened in canon. I have a really good memory but I don't always remember WHERE I read/saw/heard a specific fact so there's a chance I might mistake it as a part of canon even if it's not x'D

But, all that said, I am FASCINATED by this new information, not going to lie. I think that the increasing madness was still captured pretty well in the final version, but the "Do you know who you hurt?" Oh yes, I'm into that. Because while it COULD still just mean that Yo Han is referring to himself, I like that it leaves room for speculation. Very nice.

Though, at the same time, I feel like I have to be a responsible person and point out that, most likely, the reason why Yo Han reacts so violently as early as episode 3 is probably because of Isaac, not Ga On. Like, at that point, I think Yo Han is still struggling a bit with separating the two. Not that he ever mistakes them for each other, obviously, but it's probably a little disorienting until he gets to know Ga On better and can see all the differences more clearly. So it wouldn't surprise me if some of that protectiveness is because Ga On looks like Isaac, at least this early. It brings back very bad memories, and all.

But post-canon? That protectiveness would be for Ga On only. And, as always, Yo Han would hold nothing back.

And we will be exploring that a bit in Who Holds the Devil, yes. Not quite on the level of "I'm going to bring the entire country to its knees," but hopefully still enough to satisfy everyone's need for protective Yo Han ;)

Thank you so much for sending me this! I hope you have a wonderful evening 💜

#Amethystina Replies #k-s-morgan #The Devil Judge #I know it might sound weird that I want to limit the amount of information I have #It's usually the other way around #But I soak up facts like a sponge #But as mentioned don't always know where I got it from #And it can get muddled pretty quickly #Which is also one of the reasons why I'm not really reading any fics #Because I might accidentally steal something from someone else #Like an impression or an idea or a characterisation detail #So I limit it as best I can #Not that I run in the other direction if I happen to stumble over something #But I don't go searching for it either #It's better if it's just me and canon #My brain will do the rest xD

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briwates · 26 days

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In the ep where Gaon takes Elijah out to see Soohyun, Yohan finds Kkomi seated on his desk in the middle of the day. He then asks "aren't you supposed to be with Elijah ?", which prompts him to go look for her (and then all the stuff that happens after etc). There's also ep 3 where the cat sits next to him on the couch while he's watching tv.

Now, does this mean that if Kkomi isn't with Elijah, she directly goes to Yohan's space ? (Work space nonetheless. I hope she knocked his things off the desk and left cat hair on his robes). If Kkomi goes to Yohan for company that means yohan is, to an extent, cat dad.

#the devil judge #yohan pspspspspssing to the cat 👍 maybe petting her fur absentmindedly. optionally being gifted crickets and mice that kkomi catches #plus the fact that kkomi is supposedly a stray (she's definitely not but lets pretend).#that means he went an caught her #or K did it. can you imagine. k today you're calling this guy and setting an appointment with xyz person and blackmailing someone and also #please catch me a cat. it has to be fluffy and cute #tdj thoughts #xyz

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technitango · 5 months

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hi hello it's me bringing you all that promised ko inguk/k fic. it's explicit and wordy and full of k's feelings as always. this is technically part 3 of my ongoing k-centric series but it can mostly be read as a standalone.

read it here on ao3: possessed and possessor are one and the same

K wakes up to streams of sunlight hitting his face through the slates of the wooden blinds covering the windows. He squints against the brightness, running a hand across his face. His mouth is dry, and he notes how uncomfortably warm he is. The culprit of this aforementioned heat is out cold next to him, arm thrown across K's stomach, head shoved into a pillow with his mouth slightly parted and hair askew. Ko Inguk makes a slightly disgruntled noise in his sleep as K watches him from his place by his side in Inguk's bed. Inguk's arm around K's waist anchors itself a little tighter, fingers curling around K's side, tickling him.

K huffs out a breath in amusement, “Stop pretending to sleep. I know you're awake.”

Inguk cracks an eye open at him from where his face is pressed into the pillow, accusatory and mirthful all at once, “K let me sleep a little longer. Don't spoil the mood.” He chides playfully, a whine to his voice that K is loath to admit he finds endearing.

K rolls his eyes, swatting at the arm across his stomach, “We both have work to do today. Let me go.”

Inguk pouts at him even as he pulls his arm away, resting his head in his hand and propping himself up with his elbow on the pillow. K has pulled himself up to rest his back against the headboard, so Inguk has to look up at him from his vantage point. He keeps staring at K as he often likes to do, eyes traveling across first his face, down his neck to his bare torso, then back up again to meet his eyes.

K meets Inguk’s gaze like it's a challenge, arching his eyebrows at the man. K can't help the way he breaks eye contact though, eyes flitting down to glance at the marks decorating Inguk's neck, the dark patterns blanketing his chest. K thinks about the way he followed those familiar pathways with his lips last night. The memory of Inguk underneath him is vivid, and the thought of the outline of Inguk’s pretty cock against his stomach stirs embers in K’s gut, sending heat to his own cock before he can nip the feelings in the bud.

K groans, throwing his head back and closing his eyes. He doesn't have time for this. The mission is tantamount, and his day is filled with at least one covert rendezvous and some vital information gathering that he's already put off for longer than he'd like. He can't help it that Ko Inguk is so frustratingly distracting.

Inguk chuckles before pulling himself away and leaving the bed, the reassuring weight of him on the other side now distinctly lacking. K misses the other man's warmth already. He covers his eyes with his palms and presses in hard, trying to dislodge his traitorous thoughts with sheer willpower. K can hear the rustling of Inguk going through his closet, most likely grabbing a towel in preparation for a shower.

K opens his eyes, blinking against the spots in his vision, looking in Inguk's direction. He takes in the full view of Inguk from behind, entirely naked, rifling through the closet carelessly like he doesn't know the effect his ass on full display like that has on K.

Inguk takes a glance back at K watching him and shakes his head, “Now who's the one not getting out of bed.”

K sends a glare his way, annoyed at being called out and caught in his act of shameless voyeurism all at the same time. Inguk shrugs innocently, turning around with two towels swung over one forearm.

“Join me?”

K feels a lump catch in his throat, and he's hot all over again, breathless and caught off guard. He shouldn't. He should head back to his own apartment, shower there, reorganize his thoughts, reassess his situation, prioritize- But K is sick of doing as he should do. Right now he wants to give in to the insatiable hungering monster newly awakened inside him. It's begging to be fed, and after all, who is he to disappoint it?

K gets out of bed far quicker than he would like to admit, tripping over the sheets in his haste as he follows after the trail of Inguk’s amused laughter. K would find it in himself to be offended if he didn't know exactly where he was going to be putting that same mouth shortly.

It isn't long before the two of them are pressed up against each other in the shower, the hot spray hitting K’s back as he pulls Inguk closer. He bites playfully at Inguk’s lips and Inguk lets him. Smiling against K’s mouth, Inguk wraps a hand around the back of K’s head, fingers tangling in the wet strands of his hair. K thinks about how not that long ago he would have shied away from this kind of intimacy, how much the direct contact terrified him, made him feel raw, open, exposed. It still does, to an extent. K still has to calm the stuttering of his heart, soothe his mind's initial trepidations about allowing Inguk so close into his personal space. For the most part, at this point, K can calm his nerves fairly quickly, because the overwhelming fires of lust so easily take their place.

K is so possessive over Inguk, when they're intimate like this. He can't help the way he manhandles him, grips his thighs, his waist, his throat with desperate fingers. Tugs on his hair harshly, bites his neck until Inguk whines. K’s hands are always trying to claim Inguk, to tie him down to K and make him stay in his orbit. He feels guilty about it, sometimes. Because he doesn't really understand it himself. And Inguk looks at him with eyes betraying such devotion at times that it makes K slightly sick. He doesn't know if he deserves that level of devotion. It's not right to own a person. But K often has these odd thoughts, that he wants to own Inguk. They're selfish thoughts, because Inguk can't own K like that, not entirely. Not when K’s heart still betrays him for another man, a man that K can never stop loving, a man that K lays eyes of devotion on when the other isn't looking, and probably even when he is.

Kang Yohan.

The fact K is letting his thoughts wander to the man even at a time like this, when he’s pushing Inguk to his knees on the hard tile, and Inguk is wrapping his lips around the head of K’s leaking cock- K keeps his hand on the top of Inguk’s head, guiding him none too gently, gripping into Inguk’s hair probably to the point of painful. He kind of hates himself right now. It's ridiculous how quickly K can let his thoughts spin out of control like this.

Inguk is looking at him as he’s sucking him off, and K wonders if yet again his own eyes have betrayed his thoughts. I want to own you. I want to possess you. Think of me and only me. K has a sudden recollection of that night when Inguk helped K in his drunken state into his own apartment, of the whispered admission into K’s ear, and he is overcome with jealousy roiling deep in his stomach. And isn't that entirely unfair? Since when was K such an ugly and selfish person? But he's feeling petulant, wondering why he isn't allowed to have something too. Just this one thing.

Inguk pulls off from K’s cock, hand reaching for K’s own that's gripped into Inguk’s hair. He wraps his hand around K’s almost reassuringly, gently tugging until K loosens his grip, letting Inguk lace their fingers together.

“K. Stop thinking so much.” Inguk murmurs, standing and crowding K against the wall behind him. The stream of water is hitting the both of them now, falling into K’s eyes and blurring his vision.

K sputters against the stream, tilting his head back a bit to get it out of the way of the oncoming water. Inguk leans in even closer, to the point that they're chest to chest, no space between either of their bodies. K’s cock is stuck against both his stomach and Inguk’s, and he can feel Inguk’s cock pressed close and snug right alongside his own. Inguk reaches up and pushes the shower head to redirect it somewhere behind them, then catches K’s mouth in a suffocating kiss. K finds himself opening willingly to Inguk's tongue pressing against his lips, allowing the kiss to deepen, less a battle and more of a mutual dance. He whimpers, a shameful thing, in the back of his throat, wrapping his arms around Inguk, his hands bruising against the small of the other man's back.

Inguk pulls his mouth away even as K chases after him, but Inguk stops him with a finger to K’s red and swollen lips. K breathes heavily, not breaking eye contact with Inguk.

Inguk leans in again, lips ghosting against K’s ear, breathless as he whispers, “Let me fuck you, K.”

Only Inguk could make such a vulgar request sound like an eloquent proposal. K feels like his stomach drops through the floor and he is all too quickly light headed and weak in the knees. Inguk takes his weight, holding him up and supporting him.

K has been inside Inguk several times now. Each time is wonderful, explosive, and incredibly satisfying. But he hasn't had Inguk inside him. K didn't think he wanted that. The monster in him only wants to possess and own, it doesn't want to be- that doesn't- he doesn't-

But K swallows in awe around the shocking realization that he does want that. Badly. Terribly. Actually, he's desperate for it. If Inguk isn't inside him in short order K is actually worried he may quite literally combust. Which doesn't make any sense because this puts all of K’s spiraling thoughts earlier to shame. With one seemingly simple request Inguk upturned K’s whole entire world. He keeps doing that, honestly, and K would be more worried about it if he wasn't too busy nodding aggressively in response and then suddenly finding himself being pulled hurriedly out of the now switched off shower. Inguk leads K urgently back into his bedroom, then practically flings K's tall and lanky frame, still soaking wet, onto Inguk’s unmade bed.

The bed dips as Inguk crawls on top of him and K’s heart is in his throat. Inguk hovers above him, water droplets trickling down his skin, arms tense where they're planted on either side of K’s head. Inguk leans in and they're kissing again, but the kisses this time are laced with desperation, impatient and demanding.

K jerks back, bites out an urgent “hurry up” that only makes Inguk chuckle in amusement and shake his head. He peppers K’s neck with open mouthed kisses, then snakes his way down, catches the droplets of water running between the grooves of K’s abdomen with his tongue.

K shivers slightly, parting his legs as Inguk takes his cock in his mouth again. Inguk has a good rhythm going for a while and K can feel the tendrils of his orgasm building in the pit of his stomach just as Inguk pulls off with a distinct pop. K whines a little at the loss, reaching out for Inguk as the other pulls away and searches through the nightstand drawer.

“Be patient, sweetheart.” Inguk admonishes, and K’s whole face is on fire from the endearment, his ears hot, his cock twitching.

Inguk returns with a packet of lube and a condom. K watches Inguk through half lidded eyes as he coats his fingers in lube and then Inguk's index finger is suddenly at K’s entrance, circling his rim in gentle motions, and K's breath catches, thighs tensing. Inguk tuts at him, urging him to relax and breathe even as the tip of his finger is breaching K's rim. K is so overwhelmed from just the tip of one finger that he's unsure if he can handle anymore. He wills himself to breathe through it, relaxing his tense muscles and letting Inguk push deeper inside. It feels odd, bordering on painful, but K wants Inguk's cock inside him and there's no way in hell they're stopping here.

Time seems to speed up and slow down simultaneously while Inguk works K open. K doesn't know at what point Inguk pushed three fingers inside him but it's not too uncomfortable now, and every now and then Inguk brushes against K's prostate and it feels good, really good. K has started to push back against Inguk's fingers, moving with him, and that's when Inguk pulls his fingers out, earning a whine from K as his empty hole flutters almost wantonly.

Inguk tears open the condom wrapper with his teeth and slides it on, coating his cock with lube in one slick motion. K can feel his whole body thrumming with anticipation as Inguk presses against his entrance. Then Inguk's cock is entering him and K wants to cry, because it's so much pressure and it hurts but it feels amazing and fantastic and like it's undoing him all at once and his vision is swimming like he might black out but there's electricity crackling in his veins like his whole body is a live wire.

Inguk goes slow and steady, and K breathes through it with his hands clenched into the sheets and fireworks behind his eyelids. Finally Inguk is fully seated inside him and Inguk stills, panting and leaning into K, resting their foreheads together, their breaths mingling, hot and heavy.

“You're doing so good for me, K.” Inguk's voice is rough and unsteady, like it's taking everything in his power to hold himself back, and K can't help but moan before kissing Inguk hungrily again.

“Move.” K urges against Inguk’s lips even as he's uncertain it won't undo him.

Inguk tentatively thrusts and when K takes it well he thrusts again, harder but slow and deep. K loses coherent thought, mind going static. It's incredibly intimate, the way Inguk is moving inside him, rocking into him with intent and purpose, encasing K between his arms and devouring him with his eyes.

K can hear himself moaning through the haze of his own mind. He'd be embarrassed about it, but it's so good, and so mind numbing, that he just isn't. Instead he's shameless and content, desperately turned on. He wants Inguk to know how much he's pleasing him so he lets himself be loud. At some point Inguk wraps a hand around K's cock, stroking K tight and fast, and it pushes K over the edge. His whole vision whites out as he orgasms, and he's shaking as he comes down, only half aware of the way Inguk is still moving inside him. Inguk finally slows and then stutters to a stop, pushing his face into the crook of K's neck and shoulder and biting down hard as he orgasms. K can feel the way Inguk's cock goes soft inside him. He marvels at the way he even likes that, the way he doesn't want Inguk to pull out even as the other does, leaving K disappointedly empty.

Inguk putters around for a bit, cleaning up as best he can with a wet towel before finally returning for good, wrapping himself around K like a koala. Normally K would grumble about Inguk’s penchant for post coital cuddling, but K finds he's inexplicably pleased with it right now, sliding an arm under Inguk’s head and tugging him closer.

K observes the rise and fall of Inguk's chest for a while, watches the other man's eyes flutter shut, his forehead creases soften. He's aware that it's the afternoon sun now peeking just barely through the blinds. Far too much time has slipped by. At some point K's phone on the nightstand buzzes, piercing the silence and catching his attention. K swallows thickly, carefully reaching for the phone with his arm that isn’t pinned by the weight of Inguk’s head.

Yohan is calling.

K lets his thumb hover over the green answer button. A beat of time passes. And then another. He steals a glance back at Inguk, frowns, glances back at the phone lighting up in his hand.

Then he picks up the call.

#my lawyer ko/k agenda continues #k kind of takes over me when i write so the fic ran away from me at some points #the devil judge #ko inguk #k #techi writes fic

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blueatelier · 1 year

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i randomly thinking abt if yohan and gaon has twin children and they suddenly showed up in the courtroom watching their parents working (K brought them), then yohan caught them with his eyes when the trial about to start so he went like

yh: you CANNOT bring them into the courtroom what were you thinking

K: they insisted

yh: just say no what can babies do to you anyway

K: the babies gonna murder me

update: i drew yohan with his twin

#the devil judge #gahan #lawful husbands #kang yohan #idk i just love thinking abt yohan with comical reaction #K: who thought the kang yohan and the kim gaon having children was a good idea they gonna be a menace to the society #honestly i think abt the twins with ruby and aqua from oshi no ko in mind sjwksbbdj #they ARE menacing babies #crack post

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frances-and-the-moon · 5 months

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So!

Since there is a Spotify Wrapped and a Youtube Wrapped I thought it a good idea to make a personal K-drama Wrapped a.k.a. a list of all K-dramas & J-dramas I watched this year!

I had a lot of time this year to watch lots (and lots) of TV Shows. So, without farther ado, here's a list of all TV Shows I watched in 2023, ranked by my very personal vote (I'm probably forgetting some but it's ok lol. Favourite ones are in bold + bromance ones are pink, BLs are purple)

1. Beyond Evil (10/10)

2. The Devil Judge (9/10)

3. Weak Hero Class (9/10)

4. The Glory (10/10)

5. Strangers from Hell (8/10)

6. The Worst of Evil (10/10)

7. The Guest OCN (8/10)

8. Revenant (7/10)

9. Sky Castle (7/10)

10. All of Us are Dead (8/10)

11. Little Women (7/10)

12. Lies Hodden in My Garden (7/10)

13. Sweet Home (9/10)

14. Duty After School (7/10)

15. KinnPorsche (8/10)

16. The Eighth Sense (7/10)

17. Girl From Nowhere (8/10) (Thai Drama)

18. The Good Bad Mother (7/10)

19. D.P. (8/10)

20. Black Knight (7/10)

21. My Mister (9/10)

22. Bloodhounds (7/10)

23. Atelier (Jdrama) (8/10)

24. Moving (10/10)

25. Evilive (8/10)

26. Flower of Evil (8/10)

27. My Dearest (8/10)

28. The Deal (8/10)

29. Duty After School (6/10)

30. Vigilante (9/10)

31. The Killing Vote (7/10)

32. One Room Angel (8/10) (JDrama)

33. Extraordinary Attorney Woo (8/10)

34. Reborn Rich (8/10)

35. Taxi Driver (8/10)

36. Only Friends (7/10)

37. Home School (7/10) (Thai Drama)

38. Castaway Diva (8/10)

39. Celebrity (7/10)

40. Last Twilight (8/10) (Thai Drama)

41. My Personal Weatherman (8/10) (Jdrama)

42. Black Knight (7/10)

43. Perfect Marriage Revenge (8/10)

#actually I made this list for me so that I don't forget. sorry.#kdrama #p #fr #k-drama #kdrama edit #the devil judge #beyond evil #kinnporsche #weak hero class 1 #evilive #my dearest #blah blah #etc.

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mangacat201 · 8 months

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TAGlist post

So, I've tried to - clumsily - make fandom friends here by randomly tagging people in various fic promo and work progress posts, which a little nice birdie tells me is not proper netiquette. So, we won't be doing that anymore.

Instead, I'll be trying this tag list thingy - so, if you want to be kept in the loop over here about what I get up to fanworks-wise (writing and arts and vids) via AO3 shares or progress posts, this is the place to tell me. This is and shall remain a multifandom space, please keep that in mind.

Anyone who's on here right now? I added you because you've interacted with one or more of those posts in the recent past. I'm not a prolific fanworker so I won't be inundating your dash and if something isn't your thing (anymore... yet?), you can just let it pass you by, no problemo.

If you still don't want to be on the list, comment 'optout' here and I'll take you off, no muss no fuss. Anyone who wants to join, please like or comment or reblog. Hoookay. So, I hope this is better.

@thewolvesof1998, @monsterrae1, @911onabc, @rewritetheending, @giddyupbuck, @cal-daisies-and-briars, @honestlyeddie, @loserdiaz, @the-marathon-continues-nip, @comfortbuddie,

@sam-t-a, @stormkitty97, @foxweddinq, @ligiapereira

#taglist #cat writes or dies #mangacat201 works #911 fox #911 abc #9-1-1 #the devil judge #word of honor #the untamed #k-drama #justified #mr. queen #vincenzo #the king: eternal monarch #my country the new age

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wildelydawn · 2 years

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Do you ever just lie awake at night and think about episodes 12 & 13 of the devil judge when K is hanging and Sunah has her hand poised over the button, and how K has devoted his life to Yohan and even when K had the choice to beg for his life, he begged for Yohan's, he begged for Yohan to stay away because it's dangerous, he begged for Yohan to not risk anything for his life, he begged Yohan to just forget him and carry on with the mission.

And how even when K was lifeless on the floor, Yohan still crawled to him, touched him, tried to reassure K or maybe reassure himself that this is all worth it. do you think those words were Yohan begging? That maybe Yohan begged for forgiveness, lamented how close K was to a life of his own, how Yohan decided to use his depleting strength to turn towards K's body and how maybe Yohan could've thought for a moment, "well, at least I am not dying alone," and how when Yohan is coming to, he thinks of K waking him by calling his name and title, hallucinates K, sees K for one last time before he must press on

do you ever just think about that because I think about that all the goddamn time.

#personal #the devil judge #I am just vomiting words today sorry friends #YOHAN #K #MY LOVE #DAWN IS EMOTIONAL #I’m dry heaving on the floor

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