#c:ren

[mcnstercus]

"I'm okay, or well as okay as I can be," he said, knowing his sugars have been absolutely crazy since the attack. "I'll be fine once everything settles down again. I'm just worried about Maggie, and of course Alex too."

NODDING ALONG, CASSIAN FIGURED THEY'D HAVE IT SORTED–- but he was always big on being ready and figured extra help wouldn't hurt. at the mention of dark magic, he thought of some people he used to know but tried not to get lost in that thought. instead he focused on the question ren asked. he smiled at the thought of his sister. " she's okay. " he meant physically but he was sure that was obvious. everyone was still struggling from the attack. " how about you? how are you holding up? " obviously the other was worried about alex, but cassian was asking beside that.

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closed starter - ren & connie ( @immcrtalsx )

Ren got home and just wanted to lay down, although his dexcom app has been screaming at him for his arrow down borderline low blood sugar. Between that and just feel weak from using his abilities for so long, he was exhausted, and he knew he should call Connie before she finds out herself. Ren was grabbing some orange juice when he heard a knock at the door, he opened it. "Hey, I was just about to call you... I assume you heard?" as he assumed she wouldn't just be showing up without knowing, "I'm fine, I promise."

[drew-a-tanaka]

[My muse has to tell nothing but the truth for 10 asks.] "Ren, do you think Noura's more powerful and more socially prominent than you?"

“Yes and no. She is a very successful and A natural at everything she does. So in that way I feel that she is more powerful than me she has control over the company she runs where as I still work underneath my father. But socially prominent no, because of my mother and the traits I have inherited being social comes easy to me. I don’t really even have to do anything and people flock towards me. This is not me being arrogant this is me telling the truth. Aphrodite charm what can I say?”

@ribbedxgloves

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[mcnstercus]

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"I know, right?" Mariza beamed, "The doctor says that it may be just a normal rate for vampire babies. They're not all that common so it's hard to say but they're healthy and everything," she put her phone away, "You should come by with Maggie next time she visits. We'd love to have you round."

[vxsicns]

@mrawxsomx

Los viajes en el coche de la productora eran un martirio, éste databa casi de Matusalén y encima las carreteras tampoco guardaban su mejor aspecto. Si decidían pasar de largo, solo les quedaba pedir una limusina o un auto lo suficientemente caro para ser ojo avizor de los paparazzis – o como Reneé les llamaba, parásitos – y entre eso y verse envueltos en una masa de flashes y cercanías peligrosas, optaron por subirse al trasto. Además (y afortunadamente) pasaría un tiempo hasta que un nuevo guion se volcase en el buzón del hombre, las vacaciones empezarían en cuanto la rubia se deshiciera de los malditos tacones que oprimían a sus deditos más chicos y celebrasen en confidencia el final de otro set y partido para su estrellato. Tomó el brazo de James durante la mayor parte del trayecto como escudo salvavidas, evitando que su trasero pegase brincos con el muelle del centro. Sus orbes oceánicos mostraron resignación “Te prometo que este año pienso sacarme el carnet de conducir. Aunque tenga que practicar con los juegos simulación de la fórmula 1” 

[ha-seonnie-blog]

your muse is my muse //━━☆

        Ha-seon touched the crisp white pages with his fingers, not stopping what he want his hand wanted to draw. The corners of the page was covered in swirls and doodles as his eyes watched the park, trying to force himself to find inspiration somewhere because he wasn’t going to get an artist block. (No, not ever again.) The pencil felt like it would snap in his hand from the harsh grip between Ha-seon’s long and anxious fingers. His eyes caught a particular view from the opposite side of the park. A man holding a camera. He didn’t look out of place, if anything he blended with all the brightness, but it wasn’t an everyday sight in a park. He looked nice with all the surroundings, and it got Ha-seon into working on the paper. @rvniism

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closed starter - louisa & ren ( @nctural )

"Come on, you should come on a double date with Maggie and I, I found such a cool place. I mean, look at you, I doubt there's a lack of people who'd say yes if you'd ask. It would be like a fun bonding event, you know, like we should probably do more with others in our coven."

[mcnstercus]

"What?" Ren replied, "Of course I do. Have I done something to make you think otherwise?" he questioned, hoping that he didn't do something stupid unintentionally. "Or, are you you needing to make sure?" He understood that part, sometimes he got into his head too much about certain things that he just needed the confirmation. "Are you alright?"

closed for ren @mcnstercus

"You love me, right?" Maggie asked softly, draping her arm over him as she curled up closer in bed. She knew he did, there wasn't really any doubt there, but she needed to hear him say it before she continued on with her thoughts. She needed the verbal reassurance. She'd had a lot of thoughts about him, and them, and she knew if she kept them in it'd eat away at her too much.

[binary0111]

‘ if you don’t get some sleep soon, you’ll make yourself sick. ’

“Why the sudden concern for my sleep habits? I’m fine--” A lie. His concentration wavered constantly, and he already felt his strength slipping. “I’ll live. Or not.” It couldn’t be that big a deal, as long as his job got done.

[drew-a-tanaka]

noura @ ren: “I want to know what makes you sad.”

Ren stroked his fingers through Noura’s hair his digits pausing for a moment at her questions. Should he answer this bizarre question? He never really thought about the things that made him sad preferring to avoid that emotion at all cost because being down and depressed didn’t go with his fast paced, live fast and reckless lifestyle. His fingers began to move through her dark locks a laugh rumbling through his chest as he looked down at the beauty “I don’t know princess I have never really thought about it. Why do you plan on making me sad?”

@ribbedxgloves

[fwmgofficial]

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[elctras]

renophio​:

Ren sat in the lobby, a notebook and pencil they had smuggled in their lap– well could she even consider it smuggling if their escort hadn’t so willingly provided it? They gazed around the lobby, taking sight of another ridiculous-looking escort with a magenta wig bigger than Ren’s entire head. He glanced down at the notebook on his lap looking between the different categories he had made – dyed skin, weird hair, impractical clothes – and made another mark with his pencil.

Sensing a presence to her right, Ren whipped her head over, hands flying to cover the notebook as fast as she could. “Hey,” They greeted weakly, a deep flush crawling over their face, “I’m – um – I’m Ren.”

She often didn’t pay too much attention to the other tributes until the training period beyond looking at their reapings and media coverage to see how they were planning on appealing themselves to the Capitol. Her own elsewhere, she hadn’t realised she’d been watching seven’s tribute and their sketchbook as she arched an eyebrow in questioning, a smirk tugging on her lips unwillingly before she forced it to disappear once more when she realised she was busted looking. “....Electra.” she replied, tilting her head curiously, “What are you doing?”

[mcnstercus]

closed starter - ren & maggie ( @howmcnythings )

Ren held out his hand to Maggie when a slow song came on, "Care to dance?" he asked.

[jonaymrtnz]

˙ ˖ ✶ Ren

A funeral, a place where people come to mourn the passing of loved ones. Meant to bring closure for all those who gathered, but this one, it just raised more questions. An entire family taken from this world, a brutal scene that not even those fascinated with the macabre would dare describe without tripping over their words. June. His best friend, a bond that he shared with very little people, and now his biggest secret went with her. A cold feeling washed over him as the casket was lowered, dirt raining down along with the roses bidding farewell.

The second he stepped into the cemetery, his eyes had spotted someone all too familiar. A face he could never shake from his memory, now riddled with guilt as with each stolen glance, he felt that same yearning he did all those years ago. The face of a boy bewildered by what he could've felt, a question that ended with a kiss, a first kiss. Rosy cheeks that happened with every glance through the halls, and a rainy night that kept replaying in his mind over and over again.

Jonay tried not to think about it, to just let it linger in the past, but as he dropped his rose and turned, he found himself looking up at Ren. Part of him hated how his first instinct screamed at him to pull the man closer, to feel that same warmth he did that night. "She did," he said in shaky breath. "She was an exceptional human being, much better than I could ever be. I wish...I was a better friend to her,"

"It feels stupid to ask since I know neither of us are okay...so would you like to not be okay together?"

status: closed, @jonaymrtnz location: cemetery, willowsedgeevent001

during the speeches shared across freshly turned dirt, ren had been battling with his own gaze. the grief and reason for even being there, was the casket he watched lower down, down, down. and yet he kept looking across where someone else stood. every so often, his brown eyes would lift and catch with jonay's, just like they used to, and like before, his chest would hollow. his heart would thump, just before it fell. guilt.

the guilt was the reason he kept looking away, never having vanished in the last few years, let alone the last few days. ren liked the idea of staying apart for now, june's grave between them. and yet when the time came to place roses atop the coffin, the one, ren, found himself in front of the other, jonay. and his throat thickened. he was always someone with something to say but holding that rose and placing it down, it wasn't until after, until several steps back that he could wet his lips and look at jonay properly. "she deserved fucking better." a blanket statement for sure, but ultimately hitting that main nail on the head.

[drew-a-tanaka]

noura @ ren: ‘ is that a rom-com you’re watching, seriously? ’

Ren jumped, she had been asleep and not wanting to wake her he had decided to watch a few movies while finishing off some paper work. Laughing he set down his laptop “I will have you know there is nothing wrong with Rom-coms or have you forgotten who my mother is?” Taking Noura by the hand Ren sat her on his knee burying his face into her beautiful smelling hair. “My cousin is assistant producer on this film and it isn’t that bad, no one has died but someone has been shot at least.”

@ribbedxgloves