[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' Shrugged Their Shoulders]

I'm surprised that cale's weak ass noodle arms are strong enough to hold him

raon growing up.....

big dog who still thinks he's a lap dog

[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' melted from the cuteness]

[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' says that they were actually a bit ashamed that they missed your birthday by a few days but is happy that you're happy]

[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' greets you]

[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' transferred some probability to Constellation 'Oldest Dream']

[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' wishes Constellation 'Oldest Dream' a belated happy birthday]

[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' hopes the little dreamer have wonderful dreams full of fun and cool adventures]

[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' hands Constellation 'Oldest Dream' a little drawing]

[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' hopes it doesn't look too sloppy]

[ The Constellation 'Oldest Dream' has awoken from his slumber ]

What time is it..? Oh! Oh!!! [ The Constellation 'Oldest Dream' looks in amazement at the Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' ]

That... It looks amazing. I- I don't really understand that... kindness? But I am thankful to you.

Oldest Dream hugs the drawing with his head lowered down.

Thank you, Dyslexic Reader.

Oldest Dream carefully puts the drawing in his notebook for safekeeping.

[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' pouted]

[why do people always scold me for having a potty mouth it's not even that big of a deal! ಠ⁠ ⁠೧⁠ ⁠ಠ]

[also! I was just asking who you are! No need to be so rude (⁠눈⁠‸⁠눈⁠)]

[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' is sulking]

[Constellation Bored Anarchist is waving hello to Constellation Foolish Lurker!]

[Constellation Bored Anarchist is grinning and insists that they will do as best as they can as a parent, and that it will be difficult, but worth the struggle if it means the egg can grow up happy and healthy!]

[Constellation Bored Anarchist is asking if Constellation Foolish Lurker is willing to be their coparent, if they are so obivously worried about the egg!]

[Constellation Bored Anarchist is looking at Constalation Observer of Lifetimes!]

[Constellation Bored Anarchist is looking at a particular eye with curiosity!]

Observer, how is it that your little eyes seem to have no mouths and yet still find the capacity to talk sh--

[Constellation Bored Anarchist is being dragged away!]

You constellations never stop fighting, do you..

Kdj: *points at sunfish* look it's you!

They're enjoying some time together XD

[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' is confused]

[why would a wedding be hard to do? 【・ヘ・?】]

[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' asks when will Incarnation 'Kim Dokja' and your wedding be]

[weddings are sealed by kisses and you kissed Incarnation 'Kim Dokja' so you have to marry him now! ( っ`-´c)]

[Incarnation 'Kim Dokja' is also thinking bad thoughts of himself right now about how you won't marry someone like him (｀Δ´)]

[go comfort your bride! (੭ꐦ •̀Д•́ )੭]

[also can I be invited to the wedding? I've never been to a wedding before ✨(◕ ◕ )✨]

That isn't how wedding works.

[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' picks up the fallen lemon candy and plopped it in their mouth]

[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' has fled the scene]

[Constalation Bored Anarchist is saying they heard you have lemon candy!]

[Constalation Bored Anarchist is offering to do tricks in exchange for lemon candy!]

[Constalation Bored Anarchist is looking at you and winking! （＾＿－）≡★]

Looks at you with interest.

Alright, show me what you've got Anarchist-nim.

[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' beamed]

[I did! I hope you had a nice time too! ✧ (◍˃̶ᗜ˂̶◍)✩]

[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' sponsored 200 coins]

[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' heard that you went on a cafe date with another constellation]

[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' wants you to go on a date with them too!]

(He blinks before shrugging.)

Sure, I guess everyone's going out with me.. Where did you want to go?

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' is snickering]

[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' thinks Incarnation 'Kim Dokja' should go take a nap if his really that exhausted]

[Constellation 'Random Dyslexic Reader' has recorded the whole thing]

reaction . Now . I will be the bane of u

cred to @/d0gtoothjones on tumblr

He's so gorgeous and ethereal and pretty and yummy an-*gets bonked and dragged away*

My naughty paws got to the golden grandfather)