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headphonemouse · 7 months
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Biyoo should have more bonding time with her old (new) companions!!
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princehee · 6 months
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On Your Knees! - Lee Heeseung
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Pairing: Heeseung x fem reader
Warnings: smut, fingering, blowjob
Synopsis: Two academically inclined students using each other to relieve their stress - rivals with benefits?
WC: 1k
PS. not proofread
"Hey, can you help me solve this?" the girl sitting next to you whispered, making you drift your eyes away from your book for a few seconds.
How can people not get the simple things right? your own voice echoed in your head as you gave your friend a firm nod.
And before you could get back to your book, the bell rang, making half the class already disappear, leaving you and your class president still stuck to your seats.
You walked to the one occupied chair, rows ahead of you and mouthed a 'Now' to the tall boy, who was running his fingers through his soft hair, seemingly consumed in the book he was reading, up until you beckoned him to join you for the rendezvous
You turned your heels towards the door, without waiting for him and exited the classroom in no time, his footsteps trailing behind yours.
The old supplies room never caught anyone's attention, students mostly ran to the wide playground or the library after school. Unlike the two of you, who discovered it by chance, and made it your meeting room to relieve the built-up stress throughout the day
You took your usual spot on the chair, and he on his knees on the floor, right under you. You'd be lying if you said that seeing him on his knees for you, didn't turn you on. The visuals were too pleasing.
You spread your legs apart and slightly rolled up your skirt, so you could see his face fuck your pussy.
He loosened his necktie a little as he adjusted himself in front of your entrance. Without wasting much time with unnecessary foreplays, he licked the sides of your thigh, slowly tracing his tongue to your already wet core. Your body instantly reacted by the toes curling in, and your knees being pushed inwards, squeezing the poor boy's cheeks between your legs.
He brought his hands to rest on your thighs and push them away to ease him in hitting your spots where you like them
He hooked your panty and pulled it one side with his finger, exposing your dripping cunt. Then he swiftly ran his tongue all over it, making you arch your back on the chair. You released your first moan, but tried holding yourself back from calling his name, because if you did, then it'd be game over for you two.
You both agreed on the 'no strings attached' rule from the beginning. However, you weren't really the fuck buddies type either, you never really took it that far. But there were times when you felt like you needed more of him, but you were too timid to voice it, because 'more' meant
It only took you a minute to squirt your cum all over his face. And right after you did, he stood up from his spot and wiped his face with the tissue he pulled out from his pocket.
"I'll be needing you after practice tonight" You were too dazed to even respond to him, but he looked at your worn-out state from the corner of his eyes and smirked to himself, feeling proud and satisfied at his work. Heeseung, the ace that he is!
You initially planned on leaving home early after school, but now you had an appointment lined up, so you decided to finish your homework in the library and wait till his practice ended.
A couple hours passed by, and you were almost done with your studying for the day. That's when you received a text from him, asking you to meet him behind the bleacher, so you packed your stuff and made your way to the field.
"Here?" you questioned, looking around and cocking your head slightly
"Yeah, there's no one here, don't worry" he spoke as he settled down on one of the benches, spreading his legs apart and looking at you impatiently.
You looked around one more time just to be sure, before dropping on your knees and pulling the drawstring of his shorts loose. You could already see the outline of his hardened member through his boxer. You almost forgot that you were staring at it for a good minute, and he let you.
Had you both been in a relationship, you'd have teased him for getting so hard .... for you. But you agreed on keeping things direct and straight-forward which meant no teasing, foreplays or unnecessary moaning like they do on Pornhub.
You rubbed his tip with your finger and ran your hand up and down his length. He was already leaking some precum even before you touched him, so you decided to lick it off for him. The sensation of your warm tongue that wrapped around his tip couldn't be described in words, but you noticed his head falling back and a deep moan that followed it.
You'd never heard him moan before, so this was your first time actually hearing his deep voice and for some reason, it turned you on. You wanted to record it and play it on loop every time you touched yourself at night, before drifting off to sleep.
You could see beads of sweat trailing down his forehead to his shoulder blades from the corner of your eyes. Your tongue kept swirling around his shaft and soon enough, you felt his hand gently pushing you deeper into him, so your mouth started to move along his length. He was too big for you to take in all at once, so you took your time in adjusting to his size as tears slowly started to form in your eyes. You'd turn into a crying mess if you kept going for another minute. Luckily for you, he seemed like he was reaching his high too, from all that twitching of his cock inside your lips.
You wondered what you could do to hear his throaty deep moan again, but it looked like he was giving his best in holding back from giving in to guilty pleasures that could possibly ruin what you actually have.
He pulled out as he came, spilling his thick cum all over your dress. Just great! You guessed that you probably had to head back to the bathroom to wash it off, cause you wouldn't want to gather unnecessary attention from people.
He was already packing up his stuff to get going, but you had things to say to him, things that could possibly even test your relationship that you're in, but you were still soaking wet, all from his moan and the wild imaginations that wrecked your brain
"I ... need" you whispered, hoping he'd hear you, but he was already on his tracks, leaving you behind to take care of your own business
Part 2?
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sofonn · 8 months
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"Once this is over, I want to hear Lee Hyunsung-ssi's story."
He never did.
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moran4444 · 1 year
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i'm not arguing with a woman with a sword, whatever you say beautiful 🛐🛐
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soo4hee · 1 year
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wet the bed
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pairings- lee heeseung x fem!reader
synopsis- you usually never see the people you do private sessions with, until heeseung
genre(s)- smau, smut, fluff, slice of life, college au,fuck buddies, secret identity
warnings- 18+ minors dni, swearing, smut,suggestive content/pictures
Send in an ask if you want to be tagged!!
note- I didn’t feel comfortable adding niki because of the context of the story
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Profiles: o2z ft hee | besties
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one: surprise...?
two: congratulations!
three: call day (written)
four: sos
five: i’m not jealous
six: is that..?
seven:
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melonfell · 1 year
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happy birthday, kim dokja!! // 2.15
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7clubs · 8 months
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quick orv stuff. i'm gonna pretend my favorite character isn't extremely obvious
(no spoilers past 415, please!)
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wvnrqs · 5 months
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mistletoe.
꒰   lee heeseung fem reader 458 words established relationship fluff 𐙚 
a/n. happy first day of december !!
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working shifts was definitely not on your christmas wishlist. but you needed the money, and the pay for working during christmas was doubled.
you we’re nearing your house, which was shared with your lovely boyfriend, lee heeseung. you looked at the christmas lights your neighbours had put up, sighing softly. how you wished you could’ve decorated the tree with heeseung (you tend to do the decorations on the day itself to make it more special).
you squinted because the snow was so heavy. your hair blew in the winds, the cold air tickling your neck. your hands were bare and practically freezing.
and there, despite the cold and practical snowstorm, you saw a familiar figure at the doorstep of your house, sitting down at the steps and rubbing his hands to warm them up.
heeseung looked up to see your surprised face as you stopped at the doorstep.
he stood up, greeting you with a quick peck on the lips. "how was your shift?" he asked, taking your hands and rubbing your knuckles softly.
you giggled. "it was alright. tiring, but alright. and what about you? looks like you’ve missed me."
"you have no idea.." he mumbled, resting his forehead on yours.
you were glad that your already red cheeks from the cold could mask your blush.
"also," he spoke after a moment of comfortable silence. "i decorated without you, since i figured you’d be working overtime today and going against the public holiday and christmas day AND boyfriend’s rule. so you don’t need to worry about whether santa will judge the house."
you chuckled. "okay, apart from the boyfriend rule. what rule did you implement that suggests that i can’t be an independent woman?"
heeseung rolled his eyes. "you know what i mean, silly. i don’t want you working too much, especially during holidays. and christmas! i still can’t believe you missed it. you should be getting as much rest as possible."
"of course. don’t worry about me too much," you said, bopping his nose.
heeseung smiled. "also, since you broke that rule and the holiday rule…" he cleared his throat. "you should at least follow one christmas tradition."
"what is it? do you want me to bake gingerbread for you or something…" you scowled.
heeseung laughed. "tempting, but that’s not what i was talking about."
"then what?" you asked, furrowing your eyebrows as you frowned.
he looked up directly above the two of you, gesturing for you to follow his line of sight. you followed.
a mistletoe.
you looked back at heeseung, who was already gazing at you.
his soft lips connected with your own cold one. he pulled you in for a sweet kiss, and you just about melted in his embrace.
you certainly weren’t freezing anymore.
perm taglist. bunreis d-oyoungs ask to be added networks. @k-films @k-labels @kflixnet
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k0fii · 4 months
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Okay, so I know that we all love the Yoos and how they are both portrayed as the perfect protagonists to Kim Dokja - hero and heroine of their respective genres but what about the Lees. What about Lee Hyunsung and Lee Seolhwa, written to simply be another character that ensures Yoo Joonghyuk's survival. What about the Lees who are only another plot device. The shield, the ultimate defense, another friend to lose and sacrifice. The healer, the pinnacle of medicine, a lover to lose in a tragedy. Lee Hyunsung, who felt most comfortable following a set manual, who could not find his own agency. Lee Seolhwa, who was always just seen as a wife and partner only, who was stripped of her agency. What about them outside of TWSA, what about the life not seen in the lines of text desperately written. What about the realization that perhaps the narrative will always force them on the same path, but they can still make their own choice to be as gentle as they are, to never let the tragedies define them and to always fight against loss and grief. What about them in ORV, where you see them break out of the role the narrative has set. Lee Seolhwa in the 1864th turn, who was not Yoo Joonghyuk's lover and chose not to be. Lee Hyunsung in the 1864th turn, who became Kim Dokja's shield and chose not to follow Yoo Joonghyuk. These two who are so gentle, but so determined and so passionate. These two who are so kind and have a heart of gold with an equally grounding presence. These two who may not be the protagonist but still manage to break out of the notion that a character is all they are. Because they did not need that novel to tell them who they were even if it made them what they are now. Because they will always choose to protect and save those dearest to them.
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gardenforwon · 5 months
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again?
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summary: you meet a older lady in a city far from your home town and have a short conversation
pairing: lbs x reader (uses she/her pronouns)
genre: idk what this is  diane’s note:
literally wrote this in a hour and didn’t proof read so… enjoy!
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the charming thing about this cafe is the sound of chimes whenever someone enters. tucked in a pretty quiet area, there isn’t much people here. you’d only know this place if you’re a local, or someone who visits often.
“one caramel macchiato, with extra caramel”
“that’s all?”
“yes”
ding
the table nearest the counter sat an older woman. you wouldn’t be there for that long anyways. just waiting for your drink then you’d leave, she wouldn’t mind would she? “excuse me, is it alright if i sat here? im only waiting for my drink then I’ll leave right away”
“oh sure! I’m waiting for my kids but they’re still roaming around, the seat is all yours!” she responds, smiling as you sit down. “i noticed you have an accent, are you from the south?” she asked. slightly taken aback you reply with a nod. “ yes, im just staying here for the break” you politely respond as you play with the sling of your bag.
“i am from the south as well! the chances of meeting someone from the same area as me all the way here”
her smile reaches her ears. a smile that’s so familiar, but then again whose smile doesn’t? it’s just a happy look. she's just happy to speak with someone who has something in common with her. “im here on vacation as well, one of my kids study close so that’s why we’re here”
“caramel macchiato with extra caramel”
“excuse me for a moment, i'll just get my drink” you tell the older woman. you stood and left your bag at her table. as you get your drink from the counter you hear the sound of the chimes. someone’s come in?
“jay you’re back? what about your brother?” you can hear the older woman speak. “he’s still buying some things. i didn’t want to wait any longer since it looked like it’s about to rain”
you look towards the door, seeing the gloomy weather outside. swiftly, you walk towards the older woman’s table not minding her son who has sat down on the chair you borrowed. “excuse me for disturbing, i'll just get my bag” you tell her. “oh yes, you should get going, im sure that small bag of yours doesn’t have a umbrella in it” she says with a chuckle. “i used to love bags like that back in the day, but when you get older, you’ll be carrying a lot more baggage” she says. “it’s honestly a lot bigger than my previous bags, but it still can’t carry as much” you joke.
you get your bag and check inside for a few things. you look back at the older woman and her son who looks oddly familiar.
“thank you so much for letting me sit here, it was nice meeting you” you look at her to thank her. “oh yes, thank you for keeping me company as well. the weather isn’t looking too well, do get back safely” she responds.
oh, the sound of the chimes again? there goes my secret spot in this city.
“heeseung, you made it back?” you look towards the door. oh. it’s him? “yeah, i bought an umbrella cause i thought that it’d rain while i was headed here, thankfully it didn’t”. he says while looking towards his mother. then he sees you. eyes a little more focused than before. you look at each other with a slight shock but refuse to speak. as much as you want to acknowledge him, it’s just better if you don’t. “i'll be leaving now, i hope your enjoy the rest of your trip miss”
“miss lee” oh. that’s his last name, that’s his mother.
“alright miss lee, i'll see you around” you respond with a smile. you make your way towards the door as if you don’t see him. like he’s not there at all. you reach the handle of the door opening it ajar until you hear the older woman speak. “heeseung you should lend her your umbrella, we can just ask your older brother to get us here”. you look at each other. “oh yeah, here” he walks toward you and hands you the umbrella. “thanks, i'll return this to you later on” you tell him. “sure, just text me” he responds.
“ill get going now” you say for the nth time. quickly you open the door. it was the sound of the chimes, you were finally leaving. you didn’t need to stay longer than you already were. bag on one hand and the umbrella on the other side as you walked away.
….
“you didn’t need to get that umbrella back” miss pauline says, looking sternly at heeseung. “you just bought it at a convenience store nearby. its not like it’s important” she adds.
“it’s not the umbrella mom” jay says, turning his head to face jake. “you have that girl's number, heeseung?”
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hey! read me!
“seeing him in a different city, the one city where he was willing to see you. far from where most people knew both of you” just wrote this then went with it… anyways. pretty cringe ik but it is what it is lmao. haven’t wrote or uploaded in awhile but im back. i don’t really have a reason why i stopped uploading. probably school lmao. I hate it. the prompt doesn’t connect to the story at all LMAOO… idk why i wrote this i just thought of it 😆
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immortal-tale · 1 year
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These are truly precious moments 🥰 *sigh
30 minutes later, I would be like Lee Hyunsung once my mother comes home T v T Exams are on Feb. 15, and I have powerpoint to finish becuase the deadline is tomorrow.
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princehee · 10 months
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The Wrong Guy Pt.2 || Lee Heeseung
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Pairing: heeseung + fem reader
Warnings: Making out, angst, psycho Hee. Do not continue reading this if you're expecting a happy ending
Synopsis: A wrong swipe on the wrong guy on the dating app made you pay the price
Word Count: 1.3k
As the cab pulled over slowly by the parking lot, you tapped your phone screen again to make sure you arrived at the right location.
It had been only a week since you moved to this town, so you had no other option than resorting to taking a cab to get to your date's place.
Of course, your date, Ethan Lee had offered to pick you up, but you just thought it was a better idea to do some exploring on your own, after all of the nagging you got from your parents for being so dependent while your older sister took care of all her business on her own.
516 B, You whispered to yourself as you got on the elevator and started taking in every detail of your surroundings. Never in your life did you know that an elevator could be that fancy.
No wonder he went to an Ivy league school to be able to afford a place this grand!
You stood right outside his door, a little hesitant to ring the bell. You were excited for sure, but you kept internally screaming at yourself for deciding to meet a random stranger that you barely even spoke to for a few minutes. You started feeling a little queasy, footsteps receding further away from the door.
You texted his address to one of your closest friends from that town to keep tabs on you in case she didn't hear from you in a bit.
What are the chances of me being the inspiration for Netflix's next documentary?
In your five minutes of contemplation, your phone buzzed with another notification.
"You having any trouble finding my apartment?"
"I'm here"
And in less than a minute, you were greeted by the boy who made you cover fifty miles in an unfamiliar town in less than a day's time. Looking at his big, glassy brown eyes and the way his eyebrows rose as if he were in some kind of a worry, made your heart find its peace again. He sure looked just like he did in the photos, the perfect boyfriend material type that you've been searching for in your whole 22 years of life.
You stood there awkwardly blushing away while he confidently extended his hand to pull you in. You had no idea what to say to him, quite contrary to your online persona. But lucky for you, Ethan seemed to have a relaxed composure and a friendly demeanor, and his place seemed welcoming and soothing, your racing heart found its usual pace now.
You stood in the middle of the living room, awestruck by the interior decor, it was definitely like one of those houses they always show on the TV. As you kept looking around, admiring the paintings on the wall, you felt his hand stroking your back gently.
You flinched internally at sudden physical touch, but tried to keep your cool on the outside as you nonchalantly turned around only to be met with his dreamy eyes again, but this time, inches closer...
You couldn't believe how quickly things were escalating between you two, but you couldn't complain.
As his other hand grabbed your back pulling it closer to him, you slid your arms over his neck, ruffling his hair, earning a deep moan from him.
It took him seconds to connect his lips with yours, being gentle all the way through. He remembered you telling him how you'd never been kissed before, so he kept pulling away every five seconds just to check if you were doing okay.
He tried to check one more time, but your hands didn't let him. You pulled him even closer if that was even possible as you two stuck like glue at this point.
His soft lips grazed over your ear, down your neck and you could tell that he was switching from being gentle to rough with each kiss but your mind remained clouded for the most part as he hit your sensitive areas with ease.
One of his hands slid beneath your shirt, resting over the buttons of your pant. You nodded into the kiss and he swiftly started undoing them and pulling the zipper down.
You got out of your pants while still maintaining the physical touch and jumped into his arms.
"Let's take you inside, yeah?"
You responded with a hum and soon enough, you were dropped on his bed, almost whining at the loss of touch but it wasn't long before he hovered over you, touching your forehead with his and picking up from where you left off before.
Your hands grabbed his shirt and rolled it up in an attempt to get it off of him but Ethan sternly held your arms in place, making you stop what you were doing.
"My house, my rules. Okay baby?"
Although his face turned a little serious, his voice remained gentle and soft. You could only nod along and follow his commands - it was as if you were tongue tied and your body went numb.
He got off of you, making your eyebrows raise in suspicion. By the time you could say anything, he was already off the bed, moving closer to one of his drawers.
You tried peeking a glance at what he was doing but his broad shoulders shielded the view, you thought of getting up and seeing for yourself but by the time you almost touched the floor with your feet, Ethan turned around and started walking closer to you.
It was hard to see what he was holding in the dim light but the silvery glare off the metal gave an outline of something that looked like handcuffs.
You scoffed at his choice of pleasure but knew that you had to go with it no matter what, judging from his stern, poised look.
As he inched closer to you, you found yourself moving further away till your back hit the bedrest.
"Be nice, okay?" He spoke softly as he grabbed your hands and cuffed them to the bed. "Good girl" he said before he dipped his face in your tummy, leaving wet kisses and making you moan like a mess.
"Ethan, kiss me" Your voice came out as if you were pleading which turned him on even more.
He brought his lips back to yours and you thanked the heavens for being able to feel him against you again.
His teeth nibbled on your ear and slowly dropped to the strap of your bra, dragging it down and under your shoulder.
As his palm drew circles around your clothed but now wet area, your phone buzzed with a notification, pulling you out of the trance.
You twitched your eyes in an attempt to read the notification but Ethan soon grabbed it and turned it off.
"Hey! What's that about now"? You inadvertently raised your voice at his sudden move.
"I hate to repeat myself but I believe I told you this before. My house, my rules"
And with that, he left you all on your own, shackled to the bed as he walked out of the room with your phone in his hand.
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sofonn · 7 months
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The Story of Steel was crying
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vestatsk · 9 months
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soo4hee · 10 months
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wet the bed | sos
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synopsis- you usually never see the people you do private sessions with, until heeseung
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NOTE: Hey guys! Long time no see! I said I would release chapters for 'wet the bed' more often...but I had some HUGE burnout and a bit of creative blockage. I'm back now! I hope everyone enjoys this new chapter!!
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pttucker · 5 months
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Forged steel broke out from the ship's deck and extended in the blink to protect both me and our Lee Jihye. It was Lee Hyunsung's doing. However, I sensed that something was different about the Story's aura coming from the steel barrier. I shifted my gaze towards him. Lee Hyunsung was there, but it was not him. Someone had borrowed his body to unleash his powers. [Incarnation 'Lee Hyunsung's' Sponsor is protecting you!] This Status was strong enough to evenly match the 'Master of the Sunken Island'. The steel wall was ripped apart with loud tearing noises and the 999th turn's Lee Jihye poked her head through. As if she had been doused by cold water, her expression was hardened to a frightening degree. The first one to open his lips was Lee Hyunsung's Sponsor. 【Jihye-yah. Our story had come to an end a long time ago already.】 That was the true voice of an Outer God. And I realized whose it was instantly.
Okay, so Hyunsung's sponsor is literally himself from the other worldline. I thought that's what they were trying to say when they said his sponsor was different and talked about how everything was from the 999th turn but Dokja didn't explicitly say so I thought I was misunderstanding. Guess it was purposefully meant to be vague so it could be a big reveal later lol.
And now we have our second 100% confirmed instance of one of the characters being sponsored by a different version of someone from another worldline. (Well, technically Secretive Plotter didn't sponsor anyone but he tried to sponsor Dokja.) Meaning Joonghyuk's sponsor is looking more and more like an alternate version of somebody.
I've been thinking Oldest Dream is another Dokja, as I've said multiple times before, since that matches the theme of them being a pair and I could see Dokja "granting" him Regression out of mistaken love, not wanting to see Joonghyuk ever die, not realizing he's actually tormenting him. Heck, even Life and Death Companions could literally be referring to Joonghyuk's repeated lifes and deaths, now that I think about it. And Regression could vaguely be related to re-reading a novel over and over...
Also, yeah, this whole world was definitely created specifically for Dokja right? (By Dokja? Not as the author, but as the reader?) Or something like that. Because all these "repeat" characters are from Dokja's favorite turn, the 999th. That can't be a coincidence.
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