#I'll admit I wanted to colour it but truthfully colouring gives me so much stress and takes so much time
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#finn mertens#adveture time#redraw#my art#Artecornuda#I'll admit I wanted to colour it but truthfully colouring gives me so much stress and takes so much time#And since I don't do it as often anyways it kind of works I care more about my linework anyway even if it's messy#I've been feeling so depressed lately#I used to really care about wich teeth finn was missing their placements and I knew that by heart by the time he lost his arm for#The second time I wasn't so into adventure time and to draw him I needed to look him up each time#Just for the placement#Finn was really my favourite character in anything mostly because I grew up beside him when adventure time ended I was like 15 and#Finn was 17 he was like a brother to me hahah#I used to draw adventure time so much#It runned in my country for so long in English and I at 8 years old couldn't understand anything but I already loved it dearly#Oh well
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king and queen / jaehyun [2]
genre: murder mystery, romance, angst
member: jaehyun
word count: 2k
warnings: none
summary: a young prince and a knight's daughter are an unlikely pair, but nonetheless, these two were attached at the hip as children. Without any royal duty or stress, it proved to be an unexpected yet beautiful friendship. even as they grew up together, they only developed to be more inseparable. they proved this when she, hakyeong, turned 16, and he, jaehyun, gave her one of the most precious gifts he could; both of their first kisses. but it was bad timing. their respective responsibilities dawned on them quicker than they would've imagined, forcing them to grow apart. 5 years later, the both of them 21, meet again after jaehyun's older brother who is about to be crowned king is found dead. A string of murders throughout the castle force them to come together and find the one behind it before one of them is next.
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JAEHYUN :
There was a certain point, I don't know how long ago, that I couldn't bring myself to face Hakyeong anymore. Though I can't remember my exact reasoning, I remember thinking heavily about the fear of change.
'change isn't always a bad thing,'
I was told this the first time I was denied going out to visit her. And I didn't believe them, because, well, why would I? Back then, change was the only thing standing in the way of me seeing my best friend; my secret lover.
So, for a good time, I resented change.
But, as time went on, I began to fear it. I began to fear the possibility that she had changed. I was afraid to see the girl I fell for a completely different person.
And though I knew change was inevitable in both of us, I couldn't help but be afraid. I didn't want everything we'd been through together to be swept away by all the things we'd gone through separately.
But, soon enough, she stopped trying to reach me too. We cut off all contact, and though I did regret it for a few years, I had no time to myself to act on it.
We never officially separated after that, but with the way we both acted, it obvious that it probably wasn't salvageable.
And eventually, my sadness faded. Change was another normal part of life again, and I condoned it with no extra thought. And after that, it seemed like she had done the same. We went through years of exchanging glances across the room, or small conversations when needed.
Though I could tell there were still a few things hanging in the air every time we spoke, we said nothing about it every time.
But, seeing her now, her hands to her mouth as she stared, I realised that maybe she hadn't changed as much as I thought. Her eyes were glossy as they filled quickly with fat tears. She looked completely wrecked, the sounds of her sobs reaching even where I stood.
That's when her tears began to spill, and, god, I would be lying if I said that didn't make me cry a little more too.
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HAKYEONG :
I hated going through the whole next day with the feeling of tears in the back of my eyes, the risk of them spilling over growing every time I spoke. I felt too vulnerable in the unusually empty halls while I was on guard, Hyeonsik missing from the spot he usually occupied next to me.
Because of that, I felt depressingly lonely the entire day, seeing almost no one as I stood on guard constantly. All day, there was only one person that came up to me, or, more fittingly, tried to. Jaehyun was, understandably, surrounded by other guards at all hours of the day. So, when he tried to come up to me, it came as no surprise when someone held him back, telling him he shouldn't talk to someone like me. Someone that he didn't know if he could trust.
I wanted to think that he did trust me, that he knew I would never hurt Hyeonsik, much less him. But, the look in his eyes said nothing. So, I just watched as he nodded.
Though I did wish they wouldn't have stopped him. Because, at this point, I was almost aching for someone familiar, for anything to help lift my mood. But somehow, at least seeing him looking fine after everything, had undeniably lifted my spirits a little bit.
The rest of my day was bland. I had nothing else to do but wait for the sun to set, so that way someone else would come around and take my place for the night. After that, even though I wanted to, at that point I was too burnt out to do much else. So, I decided to just let the entirety of my thoughts encase me and keep me still, ending up in hours spent sitting in the courtyard outside.
It was a strange time to feel homesick, but at that moment, the red roses growing nearby reminded me strangely of the white ones in my mother's garden. God, how much I wanted to go home. Back to my own bed and even Yuta's tricks. I think I would do anything to hear his laugh right now, even if it took a few bruises or bad jokes.
But, I swallowed those thoughts and went back inside, careful to walk quickly through the dimly lit halls before falling asleep in my room in the dorms.
I was on guard for only half the time the next day, but it was still almost dark when I went back to my dorm. And thankfully, besides all the expected things, today was mostly a normal day. Except, there was something I was left to wonder about. Throughout the day, people were being pulled from their posts, returning silently around half an hour later.
It was most likely just questioning about Hyeonsik, so I didn't worry about it much. At least, not until I got a knock on my door.
I was greeted by someone I didn't recognise, a higher-up knight, I guessed. Their uniform was different than a standard knight's; being made a little stronger and a deep red rather than a dark green.
"Lee Hakyeong?"
After my parents had passed away, my adoptive mother had made the choice to let me keep my given surname instead of becoming a Nakamoto. Which, I had probably thanked her for at least one thousand times since then.
I nodded. "Is something wrong?"
His expression was a strange mix of exhaustion and alertness as he spoke, no doubt less than thrilled to say, "Please follow me,"
I should have known he wouldn't have told me.
But, I had no choice but to just follow him. It was an awkward walk, stiff as uncertainty radiated from both of us. But the thing was, I knew why I was nervous, but I didn't know why he was.
We stopped a few minutes later, in front of a door I'd no doubt passed at least a million times before. I'd never thought much about it, but walking in, I realised that maybe I should have.
Though it had the same overall structure of the rest of the castle, it also had a little-personalised flair that really made the room look beautiful. Shelves lined the walls where windows were absent, giving the room an old-fashioned charisma. There were stacks of papers strewn neatly across the desk that veered the left side of the room, and there was even a little glass sculpture of a crown laying near the edge of it.
The rest of the space on the walls was filled with paintings and maps, adding colour to the otherwise brown and gold accented room.
"Miss?"
I looked up, expecting to see the person who had brought me here, but it seemed that in the time I had been distracted they'd left. Now, I was left alone with someone that I did recognise
The royal supervisor was a relatively young man, not too young, but definitely younger than you would expect someone of his position to be. Besides a uniform that was unique to him, he wasn't really visually stimulating in any way, only otherwise adorning smooth black hair and eyes of a similar colour.
Despite his simplicity, he was a powerful man. He was in charge of almost everything the king wasn't; events, training schedules, you name it.
He walked over from his previous spot by the window, dropping what looked like a checklist on the desk before he turned to me expectantly.
"Ah," I let out a soft apology as I sat down in the chair in front of his desk.
He gave me a polite smile as he stuck out his hand. "Hello, I don't believe we've met. My name is Hyunjin,"
I took his hand, shaking it. "Hi. I'm Hakyeong, it's nice to meet you,"
He nodded, not bothering to make any other small conversation as he reached for his paper and a pen.
"I'll assume you know what happened to Sir Hyeonsik?" He asked, his eyes flitting up to meet mine.
I just nodded, looking away.
He let out a soft apology. "I'm sorry. I'm told you were close,"
I didn't know what to say to that.
He cleared his throat, seeming to handle the silence badly as he moved on almost immediately. “I only have some questions for you. So, if you would, please answer them as truthfully as possible,"
This just made me more nervous, as he was obviously just trying to ease me into whatever he was going to ask. But, I agreed as I subconsciously shifted around in my seat.
I knew there was no reason to be nervous, seeing as I really had nothing to do with what happened. But, his impending gaze as he looked at me from over the paper made me feel as I did something wrong.
"Hyeonsik has a fiancée, but you two were also close. Did you two have," he paused, giving me enough time to take in what he was saying. "Anything besides that?"
"No, god, no." I sighed out, almost repulsed as I admitted, "He was like a brother to me,"
He just nodded again, marking something down as he moved on.
"Alright. Now I'll move on to simple questions. Where were you the night when it happened?"
"I was sleeping." I answered, being completely truthful as I added, "My roommate is a chamberlain, and she had gotten back a little before then. So, she woke me up when there was noise,”
A few more pen strokes.
"You were also at the scene quickly, someone said. How?" He asked.
"I asked someone what was going on when I went into the hall," I explained. "I was there so quickly because I ran as fast as I could,"
He squinted slightly at my explanation, seeming a little skeptical, but still kept writing.
"Do you know anyone that would want to hurt him?" He asked, looking up at me expectantly.
I shook my head. "Never. He was everyone’s favourite instructor, and got along with just about everybody he came across. Everyone loved him,"
For whatever reason, he seemed to be slightly disappointed at my answer.
"Okay," he leaned back in his seat and let out a breath. "Last question. The younger prince, Jaehyun, are you close with him?"
I hesitated.
"No. We haven't spoken in months."
He rose a brow. "In months? Are you implying that you had talked more before that?"
"We used to, yes, but what does this have to do with Hyeonsik?" I asked, my brows knitting.
He didn't answer me, making what seemed like last adjustments to his paper as he said, "Thank you for your cooperation. Hopefully, with more information, we'll discover who's behind all of this,"
I didn't know what to say to that, but it seemed like at that point, he just wanted me to leave.
After that, my eyes wandered to his windows where the skies had since melted down from a faint blue to a pitch black. I wasn't exactly looking forward to walking to the dining hall alone when it was it was dark, but I was too afraid to ask for anything, just saying,
"I'm happy to help,”
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