#Ren writes ooc tag.

[stellarhistoria]

i wanna send gifts from muses of mine that know yours but :< is hard to know who wants them

[mythicalminded]

i exist again. let's get a crackin'

[mosaickiwi]

Someone In Between; Something Intertwined

Your babyboi Rendacted (from @14dayswithyou) struggles to be himself in your new-ish relationship. Gender neutral reader c:

14 Days With You is an 18+ Yandere Visual Novel. MINORS DNI

You haphazardly pushed a cart full of returned books across the library. It'd been such a long day. Elanor had called in sick, so on top of desk duty, both the morning and afternoon story times fell on you. The kids were well behaved—as well behaved as elementary schoolers could be, anyway—but by the time it finished you were at your limit. The only solace was that today was Friday, so you had the whole weekend to spend at your boyfriend's apartment. A smile bloomed on your face and you couldn't help but push the cart a little faster as you thought about them, surely waiting outside already. 

Ren, your tall, clingy, dark-haired-at-the-roots boyfriend. It'd been 5 months since you officially started dating, and 4 months since he'd been convinced to let go of the Haruko persona. It was agonizingly slow progress, you still didn't know him well—he came off a bit neutral sometimes, unsure how to act around you before reverting to Haruko or a blank slate to mirror you. But you were happy that small parts of the real him managed to peek through over the months, no matter how much time it took. And it was taking a long time.

As you opened the overflow room, you checked the clock on the wall. It was barely 4 minutes until the end of your shift. The cart bumped over the threshold when you pushed it in and locked the door. Once that was taken care of, you did a quick look over the computer and study areas, picking up scrap papers and trash to put in the bin before heading to the break room, then your desk to grab all your things. 

You took a peek in Conan's office to bid him goodbye. "I'll see you next week! Enjoy your weekend," you said with a cheery voice and walked towards the entrance.

"You too!" he called after you. 

The doors flew open and you practically skipped with relief out into the cool autumn air. You spotted Ren leaning against the brick of the building, dressed in their now-usual style of black on black on more black. His hair was partially tied up in a ponytail, most of it still a pastel pink that fell over his shoulders. From the low collar on his shirt, you could see he'd covered his tattoos with makeup, but a few of his piercings were in. He was trying, and that meant so much to you. His ocean blue eyes were focused on the phone in his hand, so he didn't notice you at first.

"Ren!" You sang out their name and bounced over to them. 

He looked up in surprise before quickly smiling. "I was just texting you," he said and put his phone in his pocket. "Hey, Angel."

"Hiiii," you said as you grabbed his hand, taking gleeful notice of the light blush forming on his cheeks as your fingers laced together. At first you used to think it was only his Haruko persona when he blushed at any contact—but it turned out they really liked holding hands. It was the first thing you learned to keep in mind about the real him. So you made sure to do it as often as possible. "Sorry to keep you waiting."

"It's only 5:01."

"And I'm sure you got here much earlier," you teased him, earning his embarrassed agreement when he flushed a deeper pink.

"Just 20 minutes," Ren mumbled and changed the subject. "Did y'want to stop anywhere? We don't have to go straight to my apartment."

"Nope! Work's got me feeling lazy. I'm all yours for the rest of the night." With that, you stood on your toes to kiss his cheek. 

He kissed you back on the lips, his snake bites catching the light as he smiled. He didn't even try to hide how happy he was. "Good."

~

An hour later, you were sitting on his couch eating pizza, a horror movie on low in the background while you chatted. You'd gotten half the pizza with your favorite toppings and—with a lot of stubborn encouragement on your part—Ren had gotten what were supposed to be his favorites. There was some overlap with a few of them, but he swore up and down they were things he liked. 

"L-Lots of people like pepperoni," he insisted. "You can't be suspicious of that one. It's basic."

"You got more than pepperoni to be suspicious about. But, true. I'll allow it," you conceded and munched away at the last of your pizza slice.

"Besides, I'm not that picky about food."

You swallowed, thinking about the age old debate about pizza toppings. "Pineapple on pizza?" Right on cue, the next victim in the movie shrieked in bloody terror.

"I'd eat it," he said after a moment of thought.

"Oh. Anchovies?" The screams continued.

He was a little more confident on this one. "Yup." 

"What about the really weird toppings?" you asked. You inwardly grimaced as you vaguely remembered a weird picture Moth had sent.. "Like… corn and chocolate?" 

Ren made a face between confused and disgusted. "Together? On pizza? People eat that?"

"Maybe. Probably," you said and shrugged. You grabbed a napkin from the coffee table and wiped your hands, then stood to throw away your paper plate. "People eat plenty of weirder things."

He paused the movie and quickly followed you into the kitchen with his own plate; he'd finished eating a little bit before you. As he trailed you to the trash can, then the sink, he spoke honestly, "It sounds really… out there. I don't think I'd eat it."

"Hmm," you said as you pumped the soap dispenser. You weren't sure if his answer would change if you said you'd eat it—not that you would, ew—but it was nice for him to voice his own opinions without trying to hear yours first.

You felt him trap you against the counter and rest his chin on your head. His arms came around you, but he only began washing his own hands as you were doing. It was an oddly comforting position.

An easy silence fell over the two of you, only broken by the rush of water from the tap. Eventually, the water stopped and he grabbed a paper towel, quickly drying his hands. You expected him to move, but instead he grabbed another towel and started drying your hands for you. He seemed content, even humming quietly to himself. So you simply watched. His rough fingers were steady as he delicately went over every inch of your hands until they were completely dry. He wasn't even half as thorough with himself; it was cute.

"You're really touchy," you innocently blurted out.

Ren suddenly let go, as if he'd been burned. "S-Sorry, Angel. I should've asked—" He quickly backed off, putting distance between you two and fiddling with his sleeves.

You realized your mistake and turned around, shaking your head in apology. Without the persona as a barrier, he was more on edge about your reactions sometimes. "I didn't mean it in a bad way. Here—hand, please," you demanded and held out your own to him. He cautiously took it and you smiled, closing the space to pull him into a hug. "See? No harm done. Touchy is good. Wonderful, even."

Despite the blush on his face, he seemed relieved. "Really?"

"Almost as wonderful as corn and chocolate pizza," you teased.

He laughed for a moment before squeezing you against his chest. "There's no way you'd actually eat that," he mumbled above you and got even quieter. "I'm so sorry, Angel. 'M afraid you'll push me away one day."

His arms felt so nice wrapped around you, but his words broke your heart. "I'd never do that. I care about you, Ren. Okay?" you whispered into his shirt. Your fingers curled tightly into the fabric and you pressed on. "Not Haruko, not anyone else." His real name slipped out in a quiet whisper. "You."

A rather stressful sigh left him and he started rambling, "I'm trying my best. And I get what you mean, but it's hard t’believe you'd want me as I am. I'm less than perfect for you. Why would you want that?"

"I don't need or want 'perfect' like I'm a test you studied for," you huffed in frustration and looked up at them, shocked to find hurt and loneliness in their gaze. "I'm not mad at you!" you immediately sought to reassure him. "But I want to accept you like you've accepted me, warts and all. I'm not perfect either."

"Except that you are per—" he opened his mouth to protest, but the way your eyes narrowed had him choosing his final word carefully. "Are… person?" He pulled away to fiddle with the hem of his sleeve. "I just can’t trust you’d like me when I haven’t been myself that often. You don’t know me that well.” His bangs covered his eyes as he lowered his head and looked away.

“I like the parts I’ve seen,” you stubbornly declared and crossed your arms, rapidly firing off the list you kept in your head. “You sleep like a corpse, you’re a tease and a flirt—even worse in bed. You won’t give anyone the time of day but me, you like your coffee black but somehow have a ridiculous sweet tooth.”

“Angel.” They tried to get your attention, but you didn’t hear them. 

“Little things make you happy even though you’re a pessimist, a drama queen when you want to get your way, a smug, petty brat on top of that, a total fucking geek if I’m being honest—sometimes you get really excited and babble about tech I don’t understand—and the very first thing I learned—”

“Angel,” he interrupted a little louder with a touch on your shoulder and you snapped out of it. Gentle as could be, he pried your fingers away from your arm. You didn’t realize you were practically digging your nails into your skin from how riled up you were. “Okay,” he continued in a low voice, a tinge of awkwardness to it. “You know me, in some ways.”

You smiled up at him, just as self-conscious about your momentary rant. “You really, really like holding hands, too,” you quietly pointed out and wiggled your fingers in his grip. He hadn’t let go, not that you wanted him to.

“I didn’t think there was so much of me—the real me—that you cared enough to notice,” he said, idly tracing over your fingertips. The gentle touch comforted you.

“It’s all important to me. And it made me so excited when I could see those little parts of you," you admitted with a nervous laugh. “This is embarrassing, but I'd try to write down all the things I'd learn when I got home so I wouldn’t forget. But then I’d scribble and tear up the papers—I’d think to myself like ‘that’s creepy, stop it you weirdo.’ Isn’t it though? Taking notes on someone is a bit much.”

Ren seemed to piece something together in his mind before answering confidently, “Not at all, in fact it’s really cute. Who's studying for who, here?”

Heat flushed your cheeks and you blew out a silent breath from pursed lips. “I wasn’t studying. I was happy that you were being yourself! There are so many quirks or habits you don't realize that just make me fall more in… love… with you…?” You trailed off, eyes widening in tandem with theirs as you both processed what you'd just said.

The confused look on his face had you positive that his brain was malfunctioning. At least yours certainly was. “Ah—In love? Like you love me?” he asked in disbelief and repeated himself. "You love me?"

You nodded robotically, wanting to melt into the marble floor. You did love him. And all the little pieces that shined through the cracks in his act. You loved getting to know him, good and bad, bratty or sweet. Confessing to note taking already had you flustered, yet here you were, continuing to run your mouth and put it all out there. “Yeah... I love you,” you managed to say in spite of yourself.

He lifted you off the ground by your waist, drawing a weird squeaking noise you had surely never made before out of you. He didn't seem bothered as he sat you down on the counter and tenderly kissed your forehead. “I love you, Angel. More than anything,” he breathed out against your skin then pulled back. “I really love you.” His hand brushed stray hairs away from your face before he was cupping your cheek, staring at you for a long while with a shamelessly adoring smile. 

Sirens started blaring in your head the longer nothing happened, so you quietly asked, “Can you kiss me before more embarrassing stuff comes out my mouth?”

“Ahh, um, I’m kind of—overstimulated? Overwhelmed? I never thought I'd hear y'say you love me," he confessed with giddiness. "I can’t decide between teasing you or crying from happiness."

“If you tease me right now I’m going to be the one crying."

That got him to choose. Not a moment sooner, he finally kissed you. The sirens in your head quieted down, only to be replaced by butterflies in your stomach as your eyes closed. He was just as affectionate as he always was, but you could tell he had trouble holding his emotions back from the way his hand gripped your thigh. There was a trembling excitement to the gentle kisses he gave. Ren was clearly on cloud nine. His lips drew a feather light trail from the corner of your mouth up to your ear, barely tickling you as he lingered.

“Angel,” he whispered softly as his thumb traced circles on your leg.

You tilted your head to look at him, feeling pure bliss from his affection. “Hmm?”

“Don’t tear up your study notes next time. ‘Wanna read ‘em.”

“Noo!"

[marokra]

The circus was quiet, after the dinner. Far too quiet. So quiet, that the recently-dubbed Geminitay was left alone with her thoughts. Which, for the record, was not a very favorable situation given the dangers of mentally spiraling in the digital plane.

She hoped that this was some sort of messed up nightmare. That she’d wake up in a cold sweat, and return back to her dead-end job. A job she hated, really, but she’d rather take that over this.

Gem pinched her arm, and then held her hands in front of her face. Yep. Not a dream.

She sighed and pulled up a mental checklist. Pretending this was a dream would get her nowhere. Might as well begin to process it all, right?

Can’t leave? check.

Trapped in a body that is most definitely not her own? check.

New name because her memory got messed up and she can’t remember any of the important details of her life? check.

Yep. All the signs were there. This was Geminitay’s own personal nightmare, and she was stuck living in it.

Earlier today when she went to check on Ren, Martyn had called this place Hell. and Gem was starting to think he was right. Everything she had seen today, The Void (with the eyes so many eyes that were all watching they were watching-), The Circus that was covered in deceivingly happy colors, the abstracted (unnatural, horrifying, dangerous) form of the so-called “Red King”, the fact that she couldn’t even remember her own damn name-

Not to mention how that “exit” from earlier seemed to be mocking her. Laughing at her feeble attempts to escape. And hell, if Gem’s theories were right, said “exit” was the thing that drove Ren to insanity. The thing the ringmaster had created to try and appeal to everyone’s desire for a way out drove one of his own to Insanity. Pretty messed up if you asked her.

Gem sighed, sinking down into the chair. Honestly, she should have expected this. You can’t be that surprised when the circus’s ringmaster is an AI that has no foresight.

A similar sigh was heard next to her, and she whipped around to see Scott sitting on the floor, the two making eye contact for a moment before he looked away. The plush glanced her beady button eyes to the side, and sure enough, Martyn was sitting across from her. Right. She wasn’t alone. This was fine.

She should say hi, right? She barely knew these people, hell, she had just met them, but it wouldn’t hurt to say hi. This was awkward. The silence was awkward. She was awkward. The tension could easily be cut with a knife. So, Gem did the most logical and reasonable thing to do in this situation. She grabbed the knife and started cutting.

“soooo. What’s the deal with Scar and Grian?” Worst icebreaker ever, Gem! this is the worst one you’ve ever used in your entire life! And sure, you can’t remember most of your life, but still!

Scott seems a bit caught off guard at the question, but recovers quickly. He plucks a star out of his hair, twirling it between his fingers absentmindedly. “Nobody knows. There’s been theories, yeah, but we’ve never figured out what’s going on with those two. Something about a previous adventure. A desert monopoly and a cactus ring, we’ve gathered that much.” the celestial replies, not bothering to spare a glance at Gem as he answers the question.

Martyn sighs. “Scar’s been making sad wet cat eyes at our,” he pauses to do air quotes. “‘ringmaster’ ever since we were thrown into this mess.” The marionette adjusts his position on the bean bag chair, sinking down to Gem’s eye level. “If you’re asking me, i’m tired of it.”

“So something happened with a past adventure and now they’re being all weird about it?” Gem tilts her head slightly, celebrating a little in her mind. You managed to start a conversation with the worst icebreaker known to man! Score!

“They’ve been weird about it for years, but sure, let’s go with that.” the marionette shrugs.

“Maybe it’s trauma. With Scar, at least. Not sure about Grian, is it even possible to traumatize AI?”

“Oh no no no,” A previously unseen jester poked her head over the edge of the balcony above, earning a surprised screech from Gem. “Grian isn’t an AI. He’s human. from our world.” the jester—Pearl, Gem’s mind supplied—hummed.

“Wait, what? but i thought he was-” She felt something hit her plushy body, glancing over to see that Scott had flicked a star into the side of her head. Ow.

“A lot of us thought that, when we first arrived here,” He paused, “Mainly because of his involvement with the circus itself. But over time, his more human mannerisms became glaringly obvious. I’m honestly surprised you haven’t noticed yet.”

“No AI starts wars for no reason.” Martyn commented. “And no AI has an inexplicable fear of being watched.”

“He started wa-??”

“-AI don’t take in other circus members as their own either!” Pearl cuts her off mid-sentence, the jester’s bells jingling as she jumps down from the tower, landing a bit to the right of Gem with an unceremonious fwoomph. “Grian saw us as family, siblings even, when we arrived. Well, me and Jimmy anyways.” Her voice drops to a low whisper, her uncovered eye darting around, making sure that nobody was eavesdropping. “Which was why he was so devastated when Jimmy. uh. abstracted.”

Gem could only nod. She noticed Martyn and Pearl have some silent communication for a moment, Martyn’s expression asking if he could continue. Pearl nodded, and the marionette turned back to Gem.

“It was something we hadn’t dealt with before. Nobody knew how to handle it. we didn’t even know it was possible.” Martyn added, frowning as he did so. The plush deer glanced over at Pearl, who sat in silence. Her gaze returned to Martyn.

“We tried everything we could to bring him back. Nothing worked.” Scott took in a deep breath before he continued. “He became too dangerous. People were getting glitched out left and right. The circus was a mess. And we had to put Jimmy in the cellar because of it.”

Well. That’s quite a bombshell to drop on somebody. Gem couldn’t even begin to imagine what everyone in the circus has gone through. And judging by Scott’s voice and the amount of crossed out portraits in the hall of doors, Jimmy was hardly the only one. Just how easy is it to lose your mind in the digital plane? How easy would it be for Gem to lose her mind? To actively harm the people she’s stuck with, no mercy involved? To be seen as a threat, and get thrown in a cellar with countless others? To experience a fate worse than death? She had to be careful. She had to be careful to never get too close, to always keep tabs on her mind. Because she’d never know when someone would get “abstracted.” She’d never know when she loses someone until it’s too late. She’d never know when she loses herself. Just one more thing to add to the list of reasons why she hates this place-

“Hello! Earth to Gem! Yoo-hoo! Hi! Hello!”

Pearl’s hand was flying in and out of Gem’s vision. The plush shakes her head. Better snap out of it. Dwelling in the possibilities would only make everything worse. Plus, this wasn’t even about her! This was about Jimmy!

“Right! Sorry. What were you saying?” Gem tilts her head as much as her stuffed animal body would let her. Which wasn’t much.

Martyn sighed. “As i was saying, Abstraction has become pretty normal for us nowadays. Yeah, I was a little bit caught off guard by Ren-“

“Extremely caught off guard.” Pearl chimes in.

“Extremely caught off guard, but someone getting abstracted is far from abnormal at this point. We’re used to it.”

“Mm.” Gem nods. “So, Jimmy was the first, right?”

“Yeah. Canary call, first to fall, forever caged in different walls and all that. That’s what They say about it anyways.” The marionette shrugs.

“Who’s They?”

A pause. Pearl, Scott, and Martyn immediately tense. A deafening silence blanketed the room, all eyes on the deer who asked the question.

A few seconds pass.

“Soooo, who wants to go drown in the digital lake?” Scott panickedly proposes. He glances behind himself, seemingly trying to make sure nothing was Watching him.

“Ahaha, I sure do love drowning! Come on guys let’s go like right now-” Pearl blurts out, a fake laugh tumbling from her lips.

Martyn nods. “I can’t wait to go dr-aha-own, byegemseeyoulater-”

The trio of circus members all but ran out of the tent, leaving Gem alone in a confused daze.

“Huh.” Weird.

[slautertm]

Rules: shuffle your 'on repeat' playlist & post the first ten tracks, then tag ten people. If you're not on spotify, just share ten songs that you have on repeat.

screech's tale - ren

prologue - ren

what was i made for - billie eillish

this river between us - big fish the musical

jenny's tale - ren

just a man - epic the musical : the troy saga

the gold -- phoebe bridgers version - manchester orcestra, phoebe bridgers

daughter of the sea ( lullaby ) - sharm

haunted ( taylor's version ) - taylor swift

the torture tango - spies are forever

Tagged by: @sleazeballtm ! Tagging: @fearstouch , @andessence , @lazaruhs , @mvndrvke , & @butnobodyhome !

[corfolli]

general tags

◈ ooc asks ── red ribbons on metal boxes.

◈ queue ── the past is prologue.

◈ self promotion ── a burning passion.

◈ promotion ── a fire in their eyes.

◈ music ── a distant melody.

◈ ren writes ── ladies gents & those who dont pay rent!

◈ mun art ── witness & wait.

◈ saved ── like the stars that shine.

◈ memes ── won't you dance with me?

◈ crack ── are you FUCKING with me?!

◈ open ── sit with me a while.

◈ starter call ── holding the highest of hopes.

[riacte]

hope you don't mind me asking, but how do you write/characterise ren?

Hi, thanks for the ask!

For me, Ren has a very distinct character voice, so usually I put in a few words from the Rendog language post and it does like 70% of the work if it's nothing too serious. Hit the dialogue with the Rendogification beam! I know there's a post of people Rendogifying DSMP quotes and it's hilarious. Add a "my dude" before/ after his dialogue and it'll usually work. And maybe pepper in some "get in line"s. Or "outrageous!", "geez", "freakin'".

For HC Ren / Ren in general, I put him as like... a friendly, enthusiastic, charismatic guy who's very supportive of his friends and he's always eager to help. He is kind and sees the best in everyone. He's also very dramatic and unashamed of his dramatic tendencies (singing out loud, posing, twirling). And of course he flirts. He flirts with everything. He's probably flirted with someone's houseplant. He wants everyone to get in line for him. He makes a lot of inappropriate jokes (check my #the rd difference tag) which is greeted with complete silence.

But underneath that, I think he's a guy who tends to look down on himself / self deprecating and he is soooooo self sacrificial. He's gonna be good at something then go "I've never been good at anything 🥺". And he is genuinely so eager to sacrifice himself at all times; he'll probably throw himself in front of his friends to save them. And I think Ren is terrified of being lonely which is why he's clingy. If you leave him to his devices for too long he'll literally burn / blow up his base (Last Life, HC 7). Ren is fantastic with words, he's optimistic and naturally good at bringing people together, but he's also just a doggy who wants company.

Ren is quite talkative and he can ramble about random topics forever. But he also occasionally asks questions to his friends so they can contribute to the conversation. And I think he's fantastic as a storyteller because not only is he a master at "yes, and", he also likes including his friends and subtly inviting them to roleplay with him.

Ren is highly sentimental and remembers a lot of memories. He's not afraid to go sappy and sincere and vulnerable, but then again there's his fear of being a burden. Ren has a tendency to trail after competent, snarky, and mildly intimidating people (insert Ren's greens: Doc, Iskall, Martyn, False, etc) and enjoys being lovingly bullied and lovingly used as a punching bag. He lovesssss being a pathetic lil guy. He loves acting sad and soggy. And he kinda loves being beheaded and beheading his friends.

Ultimately, I think Ren greatly values company and loyalty, and always desires a tightknit group of people to belong to, maybe to even lead (Knights of the Square Table, Dogwarts, etc). And he wants to be useful and not be a burden, leading to his self sacrificial tendencies. He is so eager to serve and offer his services to the rest of the server— in HC, he likes selling / providing food in the early days (HC 4 he made a farm, HC 9 Gigapies) and then proceeds to build infrastructure for everyone to enjoy (HC 6 Hermit Railway Network), or come up with detailed "game" systems (HC 5 Hermitron (?) and HC 9 Hermit Quests). In that way, despite his theatrics, Ren is quite practical and down to earth. Give the man something to manage and he'll be happy.

I don't read a lot of HC fics nowadays but I don't think I've seen like, really severe mischaracterisation of Ren. Probably because Ren RPs a lot so he can RP as a lot of characters which decreases OOC-ness, maybe? Ren's a bit pathetic but he's not a coward, he will literally die for his friends. And while Ren might be a bit of a "derp", he has decent strategies (sometimes) which is mostly him accumulating resources + building a secure fortress (evident in Life series).

For Life series Ren, it's similar but more... guarded and cautious. Still desires a tight knit group of allies (usually his top priority). Still loves gathering his resources and building his defenses. Is kind and forgiving to the point he's taken advantage of (this behaviour decreases in latter series). And he loves his allies with all of his life and would die for them.

Oops, this got long lol. Hope this was helpful! :D

[asketho]

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If you use a cc's real name when they don't actively go by that online [ex: bdubs' real name is online but he does not use it for yt] I will delete your ask or answer privately telling you to resubmit. I respect their privacy and I expect you to do the same. I will not discuss events in the real life cc's personal life most of the time

[bunnyboysrus]

I’ve been in the same boat: The Ren route dlc is actually the only one I’ve seen played out in full, and honestly, I don’t even care to watch the others because I know they won’t be able to compare. I even downloaded Patreon so I could watch the explicit parts of his route, which is something I’ve never done before for any creator/game/media.

I’ve also been searching AO3 but everything that has come up is either a wip or it feels way too ooc for me to get into it. There’s not a lot to choose from because the dlc came out just a few months ago.

No other character has had this much of a chokehold on me. I’ve been tempted to go watch through Ren’s routes in BTD and BTD2 to get a better grasp on his character, as well as rewatching a playthrough of the dlc for TPOF. I’m not even on ao3 but damn, im tempted to do all my research to write Ren x GN Reader fics, some personal Ren x myself, and even a fic of the events from the TPOF dlc from Ren’s POV

The Ren Hana brainrot is real and I have it. Thank you Gatobob

thank you gatobob fr. just to let you know, ren doesn't have his own route in the first BTD, he's a side character in someone else's, and his route in BTD2 is hidden within someone else's route, so there's a little trick to getting that, but there are good guides online for that. the way you described it sounds like you'd rather watch a playthrough rather than play it yourself, but in case you did want to play it ^

i love BTD as a whole so i do recommend playing the other games and routes in their entirety as well just to get a sense for the world lore cause many characters end up knowing each other in ways that intrigued the hell out of me. like, sano... sano has bitches.

and i also recommend looking out for the new game gatobob is currently working on, You Kill Me Every Time, from what I can tell it's going to be mostly about, if not entirely about, Strade and Ren, which I'm very very excited for.

if i ever do get around to writing a ren fic, ill tag you dear anon, and hope that it meets your standards

[jalo-parker]

What if Martyn did get to betray Ren in 3rd life (small bit of writing below the cut. Sorry if anythings ooc I just wanted to make my friend upset 😁) (hi moss) (also there is blood in the drawing, its in the tags but im still making sure)

"He is weak from the fight. His guard is down for they have won. One hit and it's over. One kick to the back of the knees and he's on the ground, axe blade pressed against his throat.

"Hand.. Martyn.. what are you doing."

His voice waivers as he looks up at him, there's something present there that he hasn't heard before.

Fear.

The air around them shifts. The tension rising. It feels as if he is being watched.

"I'm sorry my liege.. but I have to do this."

There is no wind. The air is still, almost as if it too is waiting in anticipation for what is to come. The feeling of being watched grows stronger.

One hit and it's over."

Yippee angst! I hope everyone can see the tiny details.. I spent a while on those.. this ended up being close to like 80 layers btw.. my computer hates me rn (the final was only like 20 after i merged everything but i did use a whole lot of layers) also yes the blood splatters are ones i found on google that i edited a bit to fit this. I was Not sitting there for 3 hours drawing a singular blood splatter... not after spending like 5 on the line art alone (probably a bit of an exaggeration but I did spend a while on it..)

[lordliing]

⋆ NAME?: ULTRA/Ren

⋆ PRONOUNS?: any work!

⋆ MOST ACTIVE MUSE(S)?: Gor-trash (Nihil is coming up on his tail tho)

⋆ RP PET PEEVES?: I got a lot but I'll give the most petty one-- when I say something ooc in the tags to the other writer and it gets ignored lmfao I feel awkward and like I just yelled at a brick wall ; ;

⋆ EXPERIENCE / HOW MANY YEARS?: I'm elderly and my brain is going, how dare you make me think! 14-ish years?

⋆ FLUFF, ANGST, OR SMUT?: I have fun writing all but due to some anxiety specially bestowed upon me by a previous rp partner, actual smut writing is for friends of at least two years.

⋆ PLOTS OR MEMES?: Both honestly. I will always go meme over plot with newer partners, so if we have not really spoken and you wanna interact, memes are the best option! It helps with my anxiety talking plot out with people too lol

⋆ LONG OR SHORT REPLIES?: Both. It depends on the thread. Sometimes I can wrap things up in 2 paragraphs, but if I'm really inspired and need to pour out SO MANY FEELS, I tend to get carried away. Oops. That said, I don't prioritize mirroring replies. Quality over quantity.

⋆ TIME TO WRITE?: once in a blue moon, at this rate. I'm so slow and I am embarrassed about it, but usually I wanna write in the afternoon (1pm-3pm)

⋆ ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S)?: oh fucking christ, I hope not-- well, maybe Gortash and I share some undiagnosed autism, but THAT'S IT I PROMISE. Nihil and I got the same edgelord complex and fear of religion tho--

tagged by: @lcftyambiticns & @ferinehuntress

tagging: TAG YOURSELVES

[stellarhistoria]

sighs really quietly

[mythicalminded]

i need to redo my tags on here, i do not wike them.

[erodedlight]

RESPOND TO THE FOLLOWING PROMPTS OOC , THEN TAG OTHERS YOU WANT TO GET TO KNOW BETTER.

roleplayer name: ren, kouren, kou. any variation thereof. will occasionally accept 'you bitch' or 'whore (affectionate)'.

roleplayer pronouns: he/they, sometimes she.

muse name: alexios rhys ambrosi

preferred communication: discord bc tumblr hates me and i don't always get notifications

experience: 10 years.

preferred roleplay type: longer threads, tbh. i love getting to DESCRIBE SHIT my guy. i love crack things that turns into long threads, and long threads that get intense. i love messy, i love verbal spats, i love it. the longer it is, the more feral i become.

pet peeves & dealbreakers: being ghosted. it's happened too many times. if you come back after ghosting me, i'll End You /derogatory

plots or memes: memes! it's easiest for me, but i love a good plot with a close friend.

best time to write: wheuf. listen. chronically ill + full time worker. you get me when you get me, idk.

are you like your muse?: that's just. my littlest boy.

tagged by: @dontcherish silas i love uuuuu tagging: @the-expatriate @agloryofuniicorns @revegrande @futiledark @aeternxm @serandipity & anybody else who wants to!

[celestial-letters]

[THE POST OFFICE IS OPEN!]

if the post office is open, that means you can request!! if not, then requests are closed.

daily click.

url change: @wosemi-sama -> @celestial-letters

[ABOUT ME]

lorelai, ren, or rio! (used to go by nene!)

she/he

main blog is @nostalgic-muffins where i dont write! (silly times with moots over there)

minor

[ABOUT THIS BLOG]

writings on mainly project sekai and sometimes obey me!

x reader

platonic x reader!

little fics of any ships i enjoy! (sometimes.)

writings of my blorbos shenanigans

[PLEASE DONT REQUEST]

nsfw. im a minor. self explanatory, i feel.

comfort (i am terrible at writing it, i fear)

if you request something i dont have much knowledge on, ill deny it. sorry!! (ex. a character who i dont know a lot about)

poly reader. im awful at writing it tbh.... you can request it, but theres no telling that ill accept it. SORRY!!!!

disclaimer: rules are subject to change!

[PROJECT SEKAI]

ive only finished vivid bad squad and wandasho main stories, so im sorry if they seem ooc!!

my project sekai masterlist can be found here!

[NJISANJI EN]

i am no longer writing for nijisanji en but i wont be deleting anything ive written c:

my nijisanji en masterlist can be found here!

[OBEY ME!]

i will only be writing for the brothers, as i havent gotten to that far in the story! (i made it to lesson 61 are you proud of me)

my obey me masterlist can be found here!

[TAGS]

rio talks 💌 - anything that isnt writing!

youve got mail! wanna open it? 💌 - anything that is x reader

a letter from yours truly!💌 - writing that is not x reader

rio's inbox 📬 - asks that are not reqs!

rio's pinned!📌 - any of my pinned posts!

rio's layout rbs! 🫶 - rbs of any layouts i may use!

scheduled delivery! 💌 - queued posts!

[GENERAL]

all dividers are made by @cafekitsune while any character dividers are official art i cropped myself! obm character dividers are from savemebeel !! (justice for mizore!!!!!)

if you enjoy my work, likes are appreciated, but reblogs are even better!

current layout by angeladore!! (minus the dork diaries banner at the top of this i made that lol)

all my x reader works are made with you/your pronouns!

all of my x reader works will have a gn!reader unless specified!

no criticism unless asked pretty pls!!!

[CURRENTLY WRITING!]

nothing yet but that can be rearranged for the low, low price of sending me a request 😏

[RECENT WORKS!]

satan's letters

sick day (akikoha)

kohane 💤

it should be illegal to be this beautiful! 🍨

@celestial-letters 2024. do not repost or feed my works to ai.

[oficeandwind]

PINNED POST.

dual muse blog for gen.shin im.pact. penned by spencer.

muses: chongyun, and wanderer (kaminari).

muses are both canon divergent. (chongyun: because he is more mature and confident than in game. kami, because he didn't go through irminsul.)

rules // bios // verses other blogs: @marchingasone

creating elemental reactions with: roleplay-abiogenesis2, windsfavored, kaehdeh,

blog canon relationships: chongyun is brothers with kaeya. (need a tally so i can tag them here)

kami is blog canonically twin brothers with windsfavored's ren.

meme tag / self promo

basic rules under the cut:

NO DRAMA. i have dealt with so much of it in the past, i'd like to firmly be left out of it. this means i will not read/engage with callout posts, vagueblogs, or guilt tripping.

if you're going to unfollow, soft block or hard block. simply unfollowing me makes me think tumblr/xkit glitched out, and i'd rather deal with being blocked over an awkward conversation.

i use _tw for tagging triggers. i won't remember everything, so if i miss something that you want tagged, please message me, i'll correct it.

discord is for friends, not just mutuals. if we end up talking ooc a bit, i'll happily trade discords.

i tend to vary my formatting, from colored speech or just plain text, whatever strikes my fancy. you are not obligated to follow suit. whatever makes you happiest!

i'm not interested in writing smut. i'm not comfortable with it, but i am definitely interested in ships.

speaking of ships, both chongyun and kaminari are adults. i'm not engaging in this discourse, and if i see people posting about chongyun being a child on the dash, or even other short men being minor coded, i'll just quietly softblock. i'm allowed to seek out ships for my muses, they are adults and deserve to be treated as such.

I WILL BE SLOW. please do not nag me for replies, or tag me. this is a hobby. know that i will get to it eventually.