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#torturers are not omniscient
707kuroyuki · 9 months
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hehearse · 11 months
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in terms of songs that are very orv-like, the entire album of vide noir really comes across as thematically similar. even the motifs used (stars, black void, chasing after someone who you love that has left) are reminiscent of orv. i think about it a lot. i don’t think there’s really a single song on the album that doesn’t remind me of orv, usually dokja or yjh but also sometimes the scenarios as a whole or even specific arcs… i think i could write a whole essay on it honestly. it’s also just a great album, although it’s harder to get someone to listen to an entire record than a single song, so if you want just one or two i wld recommend balancers eye and back from the edge maybe? (though it’s incredibly hard to pick!)
ohhh!! i love the wait by the river one.. and the balancer's eye!! stealing the whole album for future reference and evil (art) purposes and thinking over
(also emerald in the sky. that one is just rude. i am suffering and in pain. biting maiming etc. it might be my favorite)
in exchange please have this inspired by back from the edge
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sometimesweareturtles · 5 months
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sometimes i wonder whether the oldest dream being taken away doomed kim dokja and company
when their identity is finally revealed, dokja has this epiphany where he realizes that the story has been so willing to accommodate him was because (of course) it was part of his own child-version's imagination who wanted him to win.
but once dokja becomes the most ancient dream (or even during that short part where there isn't one), suddenly the story cannot go his way anymore. and we all know that dokja surviving was never part of his plan.
so were those limitations something that were already in place? or did dokja impose them on himself, because that's what he believed needed to be done?
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gkstndjd10 · 2 years
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I'll be honest the museum fight was when I've loved hsy and yjh (individually) more the entire novel
Kdj is the only person who knows how much yjh wants to live and always nags him when yjh is thinking about regressing again, therefore yjh became comfortable with him about existence as the subject and goes to him when he cant find his purpose of living in that lifetime. But good GOD hsy and yjh's conversation in the museum and the realization why yjh is doing that punched me in the gut a hundred times
She's yjh's creator, and without knowing what the fuck to do next after kdj's neither-alive-nor-dead situation, he's losing his mind over his purpose now that the story is over. And as his creator he damn well respects her for it, which is why he'd gone to her not to ask her what should he do to continue living on?, like the questions he would ask kdj because ofc that son of an asshole knew everything about him, but to ask her, 'plead' if you will, to end him in that very moment
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freyadragonlord · 2 months
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Finished reading The World After The Fall and idk how to deal with the fact that Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint was the happy SingShong story.
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eternaloptimistsphere · 2 months
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i am the oneness of the whole
-Kia Marlene
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pttucker · 6 months
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"I still haven't heard the basis for your unpleasant hypothesis. Why did you say the 'Secretive Plotter' is 'that person'…?" Yoo Joonghyuk's question elicited a smirk from Han Sooyoung. "What's this? I thought you weren't interested, but I guess it does bug you." "You never fail to add unnecessary comments, don't you." Just before he could grasp the cold hilt of his sword, a rather sly voice came towards them from nearby. "You two seem to be enjoying each other's company." Two people's cold, murderous glares squarely landed on Kim Dokja. He formed a bitter smile and was about to wave his hands around while backing away, but then, a new scenario message rose up in the empty air.
Lmfao Dokja has moved away from some questionable reactions in regards to Joonghyuk/Sooyoung and has chosen to fully shift into full gremlin menace mode instead. Also… WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME ORV? What did Sooyoung say? Give me a name! A description! Anything! Ahhhhhhhhhh! Why must I suffer??? I really don’t think she said that he’s Joonghyuk (like I personally think he might be) because “unpleasant” and “that person” isn’t really a normal way to refer to yourself unless he’s being really weird about it. Ugh, now I’m mentally running around in circles trying to figure out who might give Joonghyuk that reaction while also being someone Sooyoung knows well enough to think is Secretive Plotter. Hmmmm. Nirvana?? Joonghyuk would think that was pretty unpleasant lmfao. Also, I didn’t realize Joonghyuk made an actual deal with Secretive Plotter. I knew Secretive Plotter was egging him on, and I knew he was giving Joonghyuk information via Metatron before meeting with him personally, but if a deal was explicitly stated in the story I totally glossed right over it. Actually, I guess if he did make a deal then he must have wriggled his way out of it like Dokja did? Because if the deal was to kill Dokja then clearly that didn’t happen…
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lu-sn · 1 year
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The man tilts his head back leisurely, blows out a thick haze of smoke before leaning forwards and sliding a photograph across the low table.
"His name is Vegas," the man says. "Vegas Kornwit Theerapanyakul."
The boy sitting on the other side, who up until this moment has carried himself with an infuriatingly self-righteous air, blanches at the sound of the name. "You want me to take out a Theerapanyakul?" he hisses.
The man laughs, deep and full-bodied and condescending. "Believe me, kid," he says, gesturing at the photo with his cigar, "this one's gonna be real easy."
"He has recently, shall we say — fallen from grace," a smooth voice says from the darkened corner of the room. The woman standing there swirls the wine in her glass delicately, blood-red lips curving into a smile. "Stripped of his title, exiled from his mansion to a small apartment on the west side of the city. He's injured, too — multiple bullet wounds to the stomach, still in recovery. And his bodyguard count is pitiful."
The boy stares at the photograph of Vegas. The fire slowly returns to his eyes. "How many guards? Do you have their patrol schedule?"
The man passes him a folder, and the boy flicks through it rapidly. "Four guards in total. Their rotation puts two of them on the property at any time, but their coverage has lots of gaps." He nods at the floorplan that the boy is now scrutinizing. "Optimal entry points are marked on there, along with the time windows when they're most accessible. Your odds are best at night."
The boy grins. "Sounds easy." He looks up at the man, then glances over to the woman. His grin falters. "Is there a catch?"
The woman glides over, perches on the settee next to the man as she flicks another photograph between her fingers. "This might be the catch." She slides it over, rotates it to face the boy. "Pete Phongsakorn Saengtham. Vegas's boytoy of the month."
The boy snorts at the plain, placid-looking man in the photo. "So, not a threat."
"Not quite." The woman crosses her legs, rests an arm on her knee. "He's an ex-bodyguard. Used to work for the main branch of the Theerapanyakul family."
"Apparently Vegas rotates through men like tissues," the man sneers. "Uses them," he waves his hand aside, "and tosses them away. But his type is skinny twink, or overly fawning. Pete doesn't... quite match his MO."
"He's seduced other men away from the main branch before," the woman adds. "Never a bodyguard."
"He any good?" the boy asks.
"We don't think so." The woman purses her mouth. "He was guarding the main branch's castoff son. The invalid who never leaves the house. If he was of any use, he would have been guarding the real heir."
"Kill him if you need to," the man says boredly. "It's probably easier that way. Expect him to put up a fight, otherwise."
The boy nods sharply. "Understood."
The man looks at him for a long moment. Then he smirks. "You get this right, kid, and you're in."
The boy straightens up immediately. "Yeah?"
"Yep. Boss says so. You'll be family proper. This job's a big one, important client and all that."
The boy smiles wide, crazed with adrenaline. "I won't let you down, sir." He rockets up, drops into a deep bow.
"Good," the man hums. "Dismissed."
Once the boy leaves, the man turns to the woman. "Want to make a bet?"
The woman scoffs. "The kid's dead meat. You can't get me to bet on him." She sips at her wine. "No one's expecting him to pull it off."
"You think this Pete will be an issue?"
"If he's gullible enough to switch sides for a man? Not in the slightest." The woman leans back, self-satisfied. "But Vegas always has a trick up his sleeve. Time to find out what it is."
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caleism-1 · 2 months
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For Cale, fighting a monster of the most destructive level was one thing.
Getting forcibly involved in a scheme planted by a dimensional furry bastard and becoming a monster himself... was another thing.
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labyrynth · 10 months
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man jc antis really are something else
like imagine a 16yo telling you “my dad doesn’t like me” and your response for some reason is “well maybe he’d like you if you weren’t such an awful person”
#mdzs talk#moi#salt is salt#literally just saw a post where someone was trying to argue#no jfm doesn’t dislike jc and favor wwx#jc is just a hateful and jealous person#but if jfm DID dislike jc it would be jc’s own fault for always being rude and never listening to his father#like what the FUCK#where’s that tweet about ‘what if the kids vibes were bad’#the fact that they expect jc to have like. compete and total omniscience.#they’re also really fixated on saying he did things for reasons they make up#like there might be a smidgen of basis but there’s also a much more likely and reasonable explanation#like ‘jc HUNTED DOWN and TORTURED people who reminded him of wwx!’#or…he hunted down people using demonic cultivation (most likely to hurt people bc how would he know about them otherwise)#or people using the image of the Yiling Patriarch (the one who razes fields and eats babies bc that became the Public Image)#and we’re using that image to inspire fear or to scam or hurt people#bc again: if word of a demonic cultivator or yllz impersonator manages to get to jc?#it’s probably not because they’re saving puppies or performing miracles!#to most common folk: demonic cultivation is any cultivation scary or causing harm. they don’t know the specifics!#but they’re the ones passing these rumors#if a cultivator comes through & is helpful: that’s normal cultivator activity! they wouldn’t know if they were using demonic cultivation!#if a cultivator comes through and does something scary and people get hurt—they’re gonna call it demonic cultivation.#someone doing spooky shit that isn’t even cultivation at all? Demonic Cultivation.#i get that antis have terminal protagonism but like. are they actually under the impression that regular people are fine with necromancy?#like you can try to argue that jc was doing it out of personal spite#but in all likelihood: any time the names ‘demonic cultivation’ or ‘wwx’ came up#the situation was probably already bad!#‘well they were probably innocent/harmless!’ THEN WHY WERE PEOPLE TALKING ABOUT THEM?#PEOPLE DONT GOSSIP ABOUT HOW NICE SOMEONE IS OR HOW ORDINARY THEY ARE#anyway this has been: a rant
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nexus-nebulae · 10 months
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sometimes i wonder if my life is just the product of some vindictive god that got angry that i stopped believing when i was 9
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404shcats · 1 year
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Ok can I just say I absolutely love evergreen/arsonist, the lyrics are amazing (and a bit too relatable), and it was written and produced by a story time animator. Also the music video is just gorgeous.
… Maybe you should listen to it.
#Wildfire Candied calamity Stuck in my teeth Clung to me just like a cancer#The sky fell The world rot I wilted away in an office couch And yet you still raged on#When I was little I was taught to garden So I spilled my pockets on plants And you always let them die#Because I was evergreen You were an arsonist You forgot about me in a week But my garden is still dead#Wildfire Waste away omniscient queen Can't burn water So I'll drive into the deep#You wanna date a doctor a psychologist you wanna date your mom You want somebody to take care of you provide you with a job#You want a punching bag a screaming match an opponent who won't swing You want a nice girl with no money who will give you everything#You need cathedrals with no God so you can sit upon the throne and You need everyone to worship you so you don't feel alone#And you need guillotines and diamond rings you need to have their heads#You need to take and take and take and take until there's nothing left#You need to take a gun and shoot your targets right between their eyes You force your prey to crawl to you to hold you when you wanna cry#You are the lion and the lamb and you are heaven and you're sin You eat your own heart out and then you beg for ours instead#Wildfire Told me It's just flowers it don't matter I'm done playing make believe#You fucking liar A traitor who won't let me leave You stole my favorite flowers And you tortured them for hours#Wish I noticed that you had painted all your white flags#Wish I noticed all the crimson bleeding through all the cracks#Wish I threw them all away into a turpentine bath#You burn on and on and on and on and#I wanna scream at you until I'm red in the face#I wanna feel the power you so desperately craved#Know how to keep me charred while I decay in the rain#y0u burn on and on and on and on and#Oooooooo I feel so cold Oooooooo I feel so cold#Oooooooo I feel so old Oooooooo They wanna know#…#yes I really did put all the lyrics in the tags#Spotify
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gkstndjd10 · 2 years
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this but it's dokja with joonghyuk and sooyoung
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vaisoric · 14 days
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I’ve just come across your writing and it’s so cool that you’ve said English isn’t your first language (can’t tell at all!!), what about bsf!JJ and super intelligent/nerdy bsf? Like Pope but in girl form 🤩
omg?? i love this.
and thank you so much for your kind words and being my first request :’) i really appreciate it <3. i didn’t know if you wanted a full imagine or just little prompts so i did a mix of both. i hope that’s okay with you and you like it! ₊˚⊹♡
ꨄ︎ bsf!jj and nerdy reader SFW .ᐟ
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౨ৎ you correcting jj every time he pronounces something wrong. and that happens quite a lot since he’s dyslexic — which is extra funny when texting.
‘what are you doing today?’ you type, wanting to clear your head from all the stressful and annoying interactions you had with customers today.
it’s the typical: asking if you work there when you clearly were wearing your work clothes while stocking up shelves or them arguing about a price of an item as if you where the one who set it.
your phone vibrates, pulling you back to reality. ‘nothing much, might go surf with the boys and i have to fix a lite switch’ jj answers and you stare at his text. a what?
‘light switch?’ you text back confused and within seconds you see three little dots appear on the bottom of your screen again,
‘yes it’s a button in the wall and it turns on the lamps’
you need to giggle at how dry he texted that, as if you didn’t know what a light switch was. ‘jj, i know what a light switch is’ you type, ‘i was correcting your spelling, idiot’.
and you just get a middle finger emoji as a response.
౨ৎ jj mocking you because you’re, as he likes to put it, omniscient. like you’re talking about the most random thing and he just says “i’on know... hey, alberta einstein! what do you say?”
౨ৎ jj dragging you out of your room to go to a party with him because you just won’t stop studying.
“come on now, nerdy,” he says, snatching the blue ballpoint pen, that you’ve been torturing for hours now, out of your hand. “hey!” you exclaim and spin around, immediately trying to get your pen back from him but he holds it up above his head — out of your reach.
he smirks, finding it really amusing how you jump in front of him, desperate to stay alone in your room for the night and keep studying.
“give it back!”
“hmm, tell you what. you come with me to finn’s party and then i’ll might just give you back your pen, alright?”
“absolutely not!”
well, you had your chance to do this the easy way and jj won’t ask again. with a sigh he stuffs your pen in his pockets and picks you up, before you can reach for it. he throws you over his shoulder, walking out of your room.
“jj maybank!”
౨ৎ you and pope babbling about the refraction of light or electrostatics while jj just sits there, eyebrows furrowed and slowly sipping from his beer until he’s had a enough, “alright, jesus! just get a room already.”
౨ৎ the only thing you don’t have brains in are motors. so when jj turns the whole thing around, talking your ear off about cars, dirt bikes and their motors, expecting you to be annoyed, he finds you nodding your head as if you were actually interested in what he had to say.
“wha– man, i thought you’d be annoyed!” he groans, throwing his arms up in defeat. he really wanted to show you what it’s been like for him every time you told him about things he didn’t understand. but you were just nodding and smiling.
god, if he only knew you weren’t even listening but staring at his biceps this whole time.
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