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I literally don't know what possessed me to make an 11 page comic over these sad old men! bon appetit <3

i dont consider myself a 'fashion guru' by any means but one thing i will say is guys you dont need to know the specific brand an item you like is - you need to know what the item is called. very rarely does a brand matter, but knowing that pair of pants is called 'cargo' vs 'boot cut' or the names of dress styles is going to help you find clothes you like WAAAYYYY faster than brand shopping

Tell me, Muse, of the man of many ways

Kim Dokja angers me. He angers me because he doesn’t realize how loved he is. His nebula is traumatized every time he dies. Yoo Joonghyuk tries to control him to stop his sacrifices. Yoo Sangah binds him with the golden headband to keep him in place. The craft an entire adventure for him to sit still and relax. They cry for him and with him. They push themselves to the bounds of agony and keep pushing to help him.

Lee Sookyoung sacrifices her life and her relationship with him on numerous occasions to keep him safe. She even fought YJH.

Han Sooyoung created this world for him so he would have a lifeline.

They all suffer through TWSA again just for the chance to bring him back. YJH fucking breaks down and tries to die over losing him. He travels into the vast darkness of the universe just for the chance to save him. That’s not even mentioning that Dokja is why YJH chooses to regress 1864+ times. Just for the chance to meet him. He gave up a perfect and stable life just for that slim chance.

They destroy reality, bend the rules of the universe to their whims at the cost of indescribable agony just to leave a mark on that wall.

Kim Dokja angers me because he refuses to dream of a world where people love him. For his sake, I hope he’s realized it by now.

And at last, the Archivist looks up.

Quick sketch of my doomed boys maybe someday i will finish it

it’s always “why did you sacrifice yourself and leave me behind” and never How was the sacrifice Was sacrificing yourself fun it looked fun