i have many thoughts on lee gilyoung and kim dokja but i fear i may explode if i try to articulate them fully
there is something to be said in the way kdj and orv as a whole really tends to sidestep lgy. like kdj cares about lgy of course. and orv obviously wants us to care about lgy or else they would have killed him off for shock value or fridged him way earlier than they did or something. and yet he remains in the main story but still on the sidelines
i think there is something very sad to be said about how kdj very openly tends to love on/lavish attention onto sys and like consciously acknowledge that she is, in many ways, his daughter, yet doesnt really do the same for lgy. there is something very sad to be said about the way kdj tends to refer to sys individually, but only to lgy in the collective "kids." there is something very sad in the way kdj saw himself in lgy the first time he saw him on the subway and saw him both as a boy to be saved and a tool to be used and i dont think their relationship ever really recovered from this.
like he cares about them because he doesnt want to be a shitty father-figure but hes a shitty father-figure because he cares. and while sys is saved from the brunt of this to a degree because shes a character so he can just mimic how yjh treats her in worldlines where she's saved and get by on that, lgy doesnt have that kind of support. lgy is not a fictional wunderkid or pitiable, fragile little girl (however true or false that assessment of sys is). hes a snot nosed foul mouthed violent boy obsessed with bugs and death and kdj, i think, knows he ought to care for him but he doesnt know how and doesnt bother to learn and that, i believe, the not-bothering that is, is what truly incriminates him as a shitbag father. hes afraid so he doesnt try and lgy spends 90% of orv being terrified kdj secretly hates him and the worst part is hes almost right
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The conversations these people have are SO deranged. In the span of a single page
1.Han Sooyoung says she will seduce Yoo Joonghyuk, being delusionally overconfidant considering he has killed her once already but go off girlboss, live your #femalemanipulator #femmefatale fantasy
2. Kim Dokja looks her up and down and tells her she is 'so flat and so short being attracted to you is pedophilia & I know for a fact Yoo Joonghyuk is not a pedophile" which is SHADE that could only come from a gay man
3. They both recall the last time they met Yoo Joonghyuk. Kim Dokja casually says 'you know I beat him up last time I saw him so he probably wants to kill me lol' and Han Sooyoung strokes her neck and wistfully reminisces about her own beheading (??)
What I'm saying is that there's something very wrong with all three of them that is SO compelling. This is how you write character interactions
Drew a silly little comics for hallorvween on twitter ^^
Pi day pi day pi day pi day!!! I know ~45? Not one hundred percent sure but here they are in gradually increasing digit span:
3.1
3.14
3.141
3.1415
3.14159
3.141592
3.1415926
3.14159265
3.141592653
3.1415926535
3.14159265358
3.141592653589
3.1415926535897
3.14159265358979
3.141592653589793
3.1415926535897932
3.14159265358979323
3.141592653589793238
3.1415926535897932384
3.14159265358979323846
3.141592653589793238462
3.1415926535897932384626
3.14159265358979323846264
3.141592653589793238462643
3.1415926535897932384626433
3.14159265358979323846264338
3.141592653589793238462643383
3.1415926535897932384626433832
3.14159265358979323846264338327
3.141592653589793238462643383279
3.1415926535897932384626433832795
3.14159265358979323846264338327950
3.141592653589793238462643383279502
3.1415926535897932384626433832795028
3.14159265358979323846264338327950288
3.141592653589793238462643383279502884
3.1415926535897932384626433832795028841
3.14159265358979323846264338327950288416
And that’s it! If you want them chunked by how I remember them then:
3.141592 6535 8979 323 846264 3383 279 50 288 416
Not even groupings, but that’s just how it stuck :)
Learnt majority of them last year so please tell me if I got one wrong :)
The stars were so pretty as he fell. It was like time slowed, and all he could do was stare. He would be one of them, according to some people. A star in the bright sky.
Despite it being only the afternoon, there were so many stars visible, their colours bleeding through the sunny blue to form myriads of colours, greens and purples and pinks. It was so beautiful, the sight almost made what he had done worth it.
He just wanted to be free. Free of the taunts, the interviews, the memories. Kim Dokja could only take so much, and this was where the curtain would close.
He hadn’t intended for this to be his course of action. He had gone to the window to get some air in the brief lapse between classes and his bullies, but his eyes had caught on that sky. That ethereal, enrapturing sky. He wanted to be part of it. He so desperately did.
Before he knew it, the window was open, and he was half out of it. His legs swung, to and fro, to and fro, all his attention still on the great above.
A gust of window brushed past him, he could feel someone staring at him from behind, but could not bring himself to look away. Perhaps he wouldn’t feel it if he did.
The sky called out to him, and he reached out for it. He reached to the point where his balance could not compensate, and he fell. He kept reaching.
He looked up at that sky, and as the wind rushed through the air, he couldn’t look away.
The brightest star of all, leaking through the canvas like a stain, came from right where he had just sat, where a person now stood, a person who looked just like him.
His attention had left the sky. The pain swiftly came, with a sickening crack as his head hit a branch, taking his consciousness, and with another to his chest, his pulse.
I feel that there’s something about the fact that so many orv fanfictions start with that same subway scenario, it playing near verbatim to the original story, ending with no blood being put upon Kim Dokja’s hands.
Everything always comes back to the subway, be it Yoo Joonghyuk’s regressions, the Most Ancient Dream, Surya. And so many fan works start there. So many significant things happen there.
It is the beginning and the end of so many, an ouroboros in its masterpiece.
I finally finished my concept of their lion looks, and I’m really happy with how they turned out! It seems like I'm better at drawing animals than people Maybe this is the kind of fanart I can really focus on xD /who is interested in this besides me/ I have some more ideas for art with them
Well fucks? Get to it!
Any Pronouns, Agender Aromantic, ORV fan 💚On AO3 as WishingToBeAnonymous
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