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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐚𝐥𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, Kim Dokja.
[ independent portrayal, 20+, penned and squished by 𝙳𝚎𝚎! ( ◜‿◝ )♡ ]
[ independent portrayal, 20+, penned and squished by 𝙳𝚎𝚎! ( ◜‿◝ )♡ ]
Pinned
I'm never wrong.
I'm either correct or 𝓵𝔂𝓲𝓷𝓰.
I'm either correct or 𝓵𝔂𝓲𝓷𝓰.
January 31, 2026 at 12:08 AM
I'm never wrong.
I'm either correct or 𝓵𝔂𝓲𝓷𝓰.
I'm either correct or 𝓵𝔂𝓲𝓷𝓰.
𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘥.
Though Joonghyuk wasn't wrong. Assessing their surroundings before doing anything else would be a necessary step.
He was too impatient to think about scouting the area and it wasn't due to his exhaustion. Not really. —
Though Joonghyuk wasn't wrong. Assessing their surroundings before doing anything else would be a necessary step.
He was too impatient to think about scouting the area and it wasn't due to his exhaustion. Not really. —
"Nothing. That can wait."
Ever the meticulous man, Yoo Joonghyuk's hand hadn't strayed nary an inch from the hilt of his sword. Right now, he stood within alien territory, and he would not rest until he was perfectly sure that it was safe. Perhaps not even then.
Ever the meticulous man, Yoo Joonghyuk's hand hadn't strayed nary an inch from the hilt of his sword. Right now, he stood within alien territory, and he would not rest until he was perfectly sure that it was safe. Perhaps not even then.
For years he had been with this man through words written on his screen. For years he had all sorts of feelings towards the protagonist.
But to witness him in the flesh, right before his eyes, was something else entirely. Something his younger self would not believe. —
But to witness him in the flesh, right before his eyes, was something else entirely. Something his younger self would not believe. —
January 30, 2026 at 10:03 PM
𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘥.
Though Joonghyuk wasn't wrong. Assessing their surroundings before doing anything else would be a necessary step.
He was too impatient to think about scouting the area and it wasn't due to his exhaustion. Not really. —
Though Joonghyuk wasn't wrong. Assessing their surroundings before doing anything else would be a necessary step.
He was too impatient to think about scouting the area and it wasn't due to his exhaustion. Not really. —
// ok fuck it i can't fall asleep
January 30, 2026 at 9:36 PM
// ok fuck it i can't fall asleep
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For years he had been with this man through words written on his screen. For years he had all sorts of feelings towards the protagonist.
But to witness him in the flesh, right before his eyes, was something else entirely. Something his younger self would not believe. —
But to witness him in the flesh, right before his eyes, was something else entirely. Something his younger self would not believe. —
Yoo Joonghyuk, the "protagonist" of this wretched, apocalyptic world, was possessed of a will akin to a thousand stubborn men.
However, faced with a threat of a blizzard, there was very little mulishness could do to assist.
It was neither a cloak, nor a fire, and not even a shelter.
However, faced with a threat of a blizzard, there was very little mulishness could do to assist.
It was neither a cloak, nor a fire, and not even a shelter.
Dokja looked over his shoulder, eyebrows knitted together in a mix of confusion and disbelief. 𝘐𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴?
"You could call it that," he shrugged, putting his hands in his pockets to shield them from the cold biting into his skin. Then, he continued walking. —
"You could call it that," he shrugged, putting his hands in his pockets to shield them from the cold biting into his skin. Then, he continued walking. —
January 21, 2026 at 9:56 PM
For years he had been with this man through words written on his screen. For years he had all sorts of feelings towards the protagonist.
But to witness him in the flesh, right before his eyes, was something else entirely. Something his younger self would not believe. —
But to witness him in the flesh, right before his eyes, was something else entirely. Something his younger self would not believe. —
Dokja looked over his shoulder, eyebrows knitted together in a mix of confusion and disbelief. 𝘐𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴?
"You could call it that," he shrugged, putting his hands in his pockets to shield them from the cold biting into his skin. Then, he continued walking. —
"You could call it that," he shrugged, putting his hands in his pockets to shield them from the cold biting into his skin. Then, he continued walking. —
"And how do you know that?" Joonghyuk shot back, coming to a sudden halt. In his heart, he knew Dokja's words to be true. The weather was anything but favourable.
But, perhaps...arguing with the prophet had become an unbreakable habit.
But, perhaps...arguing with the prophet had become an unbreakable habit.
That response was expected. Joonghyuk could hold his own, true. He never doubted that. There shouldn't be any main scenario for a few days either.
"I'm hungry," he muttered to himself. When he got inside, maybe he could buy a portable stove from Dokkaebi bag. —
"I'm hungry," he muttered to himself. When he got inside, maybe he could buy a portable stove from Dokkaebi bag. —
January 15, 2026 at 9:18 AM
Dokja looked over his shoulder, eyebrows knitted together in a mix of confusion and disbelief. 𝘐𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴?
"You could call it that," he shrugged, putting his hands in his pockets to shield them from the cold biting into his skin. Then, he continued walking. —
"You could call it that," he shrugged, putting his hands in his pockets to shield them from the cold biting into his skin. Then, he continued walking. —
That response was expected. Joonghyuk could hold his own, true. He never doubted that. There shouldn't be any main scenario for a few days either.
"I'm hungry," he muttered to himself. When he got inside, maybe he could buy a portable stove from Dokkaebi bag. —
"I'm hungry," he muttered to himself. When he got inside, maybe he could buy a portable stove from Dokkaebi bag. —
The snow, indeed, was coming down fast. Stormy grey skies letting down the softest, palest flecks of ice, fluttering down to make a home in the raven dark locks of Joonghyuk's hair.
It would undoubtedly become troublesome, but he could still go on.
It would undoubtedly become troublesome, but he could still go on.
"Joonghyuk-ah, the wind is getting stronger," he told the man walking behind him, "it's snowing pretty heavily too. Let's take shelter in that empty convenience store."
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January 14, 2026 at 8:55 PM
That response was expected. Joonghyuk could hold his own, true. He never doubted that. There shouldn't be any main scenario for a few days either.
"I'm hungry," he muttered to himself. When he got inside, maybe he could buy a portable stove from Dokkaebi bag. —
"I'm hungry," he muttered to himself. When he got inside, maybe he could buy a portable stove from Dokkaebi bag. —
"Joonghyuk-ah, the wind is getting stronger," he told the man walking behind him, "it's snowing pretty heavily too. Let's take shelter in that empty convenience store."
@denoftheslasher.bsky.social
@denoftheslasher.bsky.social
January 14, 2026 at 7:24 PM
"Joonghyuk-ah, the wind is getting stronger," he told the man walking behind him, "it's snowing pretty heavily too. Let's take shelter in that empty convenience store."
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@denoftheslasher.bsky.social
4th Wall, what is this and why am I talking without my will.
January 14, 2026 at 12:03 PM
4th Wall, what is this and why am I talking without my will.
How would you know that, Joonghyuk-ah?
January 14, 2026 at 11:57 AM
How would you know that, Joonghyuk-ah?
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"𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙙𝙞𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚."
January 13, 2026 at 9:34 PM
"𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙙𝙞𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚."
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Putting my inevitable death on pause to be homosexual for a second.
January 8, 2026 at 5:59 PM
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I leave all my equipment to Yoo Joonghyuk.
January 7, 2026 at 8:15 AM
I leave all my equipment to Yoo Joonghyuk.
Not an attack. Just gratitude from the puff who makes happy noises.
Freezing. Is... Is this an attack?
Both papa and baby are grateful for the gift! She'll be well protected and—
Oh! The puff gave a little pat to the witch's cheek.
Oh! The puff gave a little pat to the witch's cheek.
January 6, 2026 at 4:02 PM
Not an attack. Just gratitude from the puff who makes happy noises.
Both papa and baby are grateful for the gift! She'll be well protected and—
Oh! The puff gave a little pat to the witch's cheek.
Oh! The puff gave a little pat to the witch's cheek.
Beautiful. Amazing.
She will not longer be considered a potential ingredient by the witch. In fact, the cloak has a little protection charm stitched into it.
She will not longer be considered a potential ingredient by the witch. In fact, the cloak has a little protection charm stitched into it.
She will do just that! With the power of sheer cuteness and mischief. ✨
January 6, 2026 at 8:50 AM
Both papa and baby are grateful for the gift! She'll be well protected and—
Oh! The puff gave a little pat to the witch's cheek.
Oh! The puff gave a little pat to the witch's cheek.
She will do just that! With the power of sheer cuteness and mischief. ✨
She's conjuring a little stylish cape.
Go forth, small one. Rule the world.
Go forth, small one. Rule the world.
He's asking the ball of fluff if she wants it...
The baby dokkaebi agrees!
The baby dokkaebi agrees!
January 6, 2026 at 8:39 AM
She will do just that! With the power of sheer cuteness and mischief. ✨
He's asking the ball of fluff if she wants it...
The baby dokkaebi agrees!
The baby dokkaebi agrees!
. . .
Can she offer a little cape for the puff?
Can she offer a little cape for the puff?
<---nRELIEVED. She's sleeping in his front pocket.
January 6, 2026 at 8:34 AM
He's asking the ball of fluff if she wants it...
The baby dokkaebi agrees!
The baby dokkaebi agrees!
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Bugs? More like velcro babies...
November 23, 2025 at 8:48 PM
Bugs? More like velcro babies...
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Happy little fluff.
November 24, 2025 at 7:52 AM
Happy little fluff.
<---nRELIEVED. She's sleeping in his front pocket.
< Did not use said daughter as an ingredient.
I miss my daughter.
January 6, 2026 at 8:26 AM
<---nRELIEVED. She's sleeping in his front pocket.