I absolutely love this! (≧▽≦)
The disciples of Qing Jing Peak weren’t stupid.
They were scholars in training, trained from the moment they had donned their peak’s colors to analyze the world around them. To see every flawless line in a painting. To find deeper meaning in every poem. To pick out each and every note flowing from a qin. They knew how to look, how to listen, how to see under the surface and find deeper meaning without letting their own preconceived notions distract them from what was truly there.
So it was really no wonder that they of all people were the only ones to realize their Shizun was different.
Oh on the outside he was largely unchanged. Still the same careful mask. Still the flowing robes and perfectly arranged hair. Still the ever present fans hiding all but his too sharp eyes.
But they knew how to look deeper.
They knew how to see.
Their new Shizun was a gentler soul than their old one.
It could be seen in the tightness around his eyes whenever one of them got hurt. It could be seen in fleeting smiles his fan wasn’t fast enough to cover when they did something he found amusing or adorable. It could be seen in the rarely granted head pats and gentle praise when one of them did well. His hands were always kind when they corrected sword forms or placements on the strings of a qin. His voice full of warmth as he lectured in front of their classes. His eyes danced with amusement when he teased them with such fondness that they never felt the sting of his words.
He was nothing like their old Shizun.
(And oh how some of them mourned their old teacher. How they pressed wet faces into pillows late in the night and wept silent tears for the man who still walked among them but was someone else entirely. Others spent those long dark nights battling relief and guilt in equal measures, feeling like they were betraying the man who had brought them in to their new home by being grateful they didn’t have to suffer his harshness any longer.
One boy played in a room of the bamboo house and vowed night after night that this new Shizun would have his loyalty at each and every turn.)
Changed as he was he was still theirs.
They had been there, after all, the day he had thrown himself in front of Luo Binghe and been poisoned with Without A Cure. They had been there when he caught one of the shimei’s crying because she missed her home and hugged her, cooing to her like a father to a beloved daughter. They had been there in a million other times when he had chosen them, so really it was only fair that they chose him in return.
Luo Binghe was glad to do most of the day to day care for their Shizun, cooking his meals and cleaning his home, but the rest of them were far from idle.
They trained harder, raising their cultivation levels at speeds unheard of to be strong enough to protect him. They weaved careful coverups and fed clever explanations to him whenever he seemed confused by something mundane. They returned his affection a hundredfold whenever they could get away with it, clinging to his sleeves and pressing against his sides like eager kittens vying for attention whenever he looked lonely.
They also kept a close eye on anyone who seemed too… interested in their beloved teacher, closing ranks and playing interference whether that person was an older disciple of another peak, a Peak Lord, or even the Sect Leader himself.
Their Shizun was not the man he once was, but this new man had chosen them from the very first day he had arrived on their peak. They, as devoted disciples, chose him back each and every day.
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' disagrees]
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' thinks that Constellation 'Secretive Plotter' wouldn't mind]
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' thinks that Constellation 'Secretive Plotter' would actually be quite happy to]
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' sponsored 200 coins]
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' says that they had just seen the stuff about Incarnation 'Kim Dokja' and Constellation 'Secretive Plotter' and thinks that this is the start of a beautiful love story]
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' asks when will the relationship be official]
(He immediately turns a bright red, looking away.)
Relationship?? We're not going to date, I'm sure he wouldn't date someone like me anyway-
I wonder what's the white star's reaction to this?
Instead of being able to, very briefly and painfully, fuck with time; he got an ability based on all the absolute bullshit that's happened to him.
From the childhood, to his friends dying in front of him. All the shitty rumors that sprouted up, all the shit luck, all of it. Just, all of it.
So instead of Instant, he got Lament.
Lament is a scream capable of leveling buildings, at the cost of absolutely shredding Rok Soo's throat.
As a result of that power, Rok Soo doesn't talk often, and when he does his voice is hoarse and pained. He also refuses to speak at full volume, because while he's got a handle on his power, he's paranoid that he'll slip up.
So when he transfers over to the body of Cale, people notice.
The Young Master went to bed his usual talkative self, but when he woke up?
Barely a word, and when he did speak, a whisper.
Cale barely speaks a word to Ron beyond the single syllable required. Barely bothers to acknowledge Deruth. Relies on hand-speak and notes to talk to merchants.
Deruth is going crazy trying to figure out what the hell happened to his son, Ron is very close behind him because what the hell got past him? He's Ron Fucking Molan.
Then Cale comes home with a bedraggled punk that smells like the trash the killed Ron's family, and Ron has to listen in astonishment as he says more to this jackass than he's said to Ron in a week.
Basically; Cale's power of Lament is so strong and painful that everything Cale is paranoid of letting it slip, that he's selectively mute. This causes many misunderstandings, in true Cale fashion.
I don't like living I want to sleep I want to be put into a coma until my body eventually rots and decays I don't want to live yet I'm too scared to die so let just me sleep forever more until my soul fades out of existence sleeping is nice I like sleeping when I'm asleep I don't need to think when I'm asleep I don't need to dictate my future that's coming far too soon when I'm asleep I don't need to feel I don't like feeling I don't understand feeling feeling feels weird I don't like it I want to sleep I want to rest let me sleep
He so handsome (*༗▿༗)
So this was supposed to be just a small panel redraw sketch..... yeah I don't know what happened either
But I really liked this panel of Alberu in the manhwa and I wanted to draw it in my style!!
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' snickers]
[so distrusting tho I suppose it's only natural what with the things you have to deal with (ツ)]
[but like I said you don't have to worry too much about me meddling with your precious people I already have my own little worlds to play with (人 •͈ᴗ•͈)]
[plus your world's god of death would be pretty upset with me if I did and I'd rather not end up in conflict with other higher beings especially ones not from my own world those are rather annoying to deal with ヾ( ´ー`)ノ]
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' says that there are rumors among the higher beings that Constellation 'Lord Of Eternal Rest'(god of death) wants to adopt your brother what are your thoughts on that?]
Yeah no fuck that
Oof rip that dokja
kim dokja experiences true pain
inspo
Look at this majestic man also the middle finger at the bottom of the shoe is ✨
Took me forever to finish this because this vain little young master won’t leave me alone until I made sure everything on his person looked absolutely dashing and gorgeous.
Ref for pose and composition: X: @tnadmszo01
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' sweatdrops and thinks that they might accidentally end up killing your son]
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' caught the spoon before it fell in the blender]
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' is staring blankly at it]
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' looks at Constellation 'Bored Anarchist']
[please no eating my utensils ಠ_ಠ]
[Constellation Bored Anarchist is looking at you!]
[Constellation Bored Anarchist is asking if you would like to make a meal together!]
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' is surprised!]
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' is a bit nervous]
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' accepted the invitation]
Some orv doodles in math class
[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' thinks that that seems cool!]
*arrives with a box of tiny cakes*
...?
Are these poisoned?