#re-ren

[endsofthearth]

~10 years older Phantom Thieves rkgk

[chatlote]

Please answer me

(Heavily inspired in 17776, the online narrative of satellites talking to each other)

[woo-wahhhh]

[ too much energy ] "kaji..."

"what?!"

"did you seriously just walk into my shop, before class, and already injured?" you scowled back, rolling your eyes as you regarded his relaxed figure in the doorway. a part of you marvelled how he looked perturbed by your disbelief than he was of the blood freshly running down his arm. "you have way too much energy this early in the morning, dude."

"look, clown me all you want, but let's get one thing straight," he grit out. he jabbed a finger vindictively at you, followed by the insanely loud clacking of his stupid lollipop against his teeth. "i didn't get into a fight."

"colour me impressed," you couldn't help but quip sarcastically, though you motioned him to come closer to where you were rummaging under the counter. you were grateful that being so early, no one had come into buy flowers yet, since it would be a bit of a jump scare to find a man bleeding out.

"shut up," he hissed, glaring perpetually while he took a seat behind your counter, and sticking his arm out. it was amusing, how someone could look annoyed yet so charming in the same action. you almost wanted to comment on the his childish appearance, but you had a feeling he'd slap his headphones on and dash out if you did.

"well?" you prompted, pulling out a first aid kit and setting it on the counter. "what happened to your arm then?"

you could feel his hawkish gaze trail after your every move, scrutinizing each action with such intensity, you couldn't tell if he was pissed off or if he was under an enchantment.

"that granny lost her cat again," kaji said simply.

this boy, you cursed internally as you pulled out disinfectant and bandages. "and?"

"what do you think happened?" he scowled, canines flashing as he grit his teeth at the sting of the ointment. "it fucking scratched me when i caught it." he shook his fringe out of the way, perhaps to properly express his annoyance.

"you look much more handsome when you're angry," you blurted out, reaching up to push his hair back without thinking too much– after all, he was your boyfriend. but more importantly, it was much to his incredibly visible chagrin– by habit, he flinched, automatically trying to grab at his headphones, but he couldn't shake off your grip on his arm, leaving him to clutch one side like a damsel in distress, eyes wide and horrified.

but he calmed down quickly enough when you didn't pay him mind, too accustomed to his shenanigans, humming lightly as you focused on the bandages and keeping the heat from dancing up your spine. there was a simmering tension between you; unspoken, though his eyes were dead set on your nimble movements, the distinct weight of his gaze telling you he wouldn't look away, or more properly, he couldn't.

once you finally looked up from your finished work, you noted his eyebrows were knit together, the permanent glare on his face still written in stone, but his tone was somehow gentler than he let on. "look me in the eyes if you're gonna say stuff like that."

silence ensued, of course, your eyebrows quirking up as the obvious dangled from your tongue.

"kaji, you just looked like you were about to bolt outta here,"

"well, yeah, how else am i supposed to act when you say that?"

"i- i don't know," you stammered, suddenly hyperaware of how he wasn't looking away, how his eyes were practically tracing over every contour of your face with the intensity that could burn. "maybe- maybe act a bit more touched?"

"touched?" he echoed, a bit of incredulous sneer in his voice as he hopped off his seat. the abruptness of it all startled you as your back unwittingly hit the counter, and before you could make your own grand escape, he placed an arm on each side of you, effectively caging you in.

the sudden change up from the incredibly flustered kaji to this steamrolling behaviour made your head spin as you gaze up at him with wide eyes that were only met with a grey, smouldering gaze with the intensity of a storm.

"here," kaji swiftly popped out the lollipop from his mouth, holding it to you. you hesitantly took it from his hand, the question of "what the hell, dude?" bubbling at your lips when without a warning, he grabbed your face and kissed you.

short and sweet, but somehow still awfully fierce for that early in the day– you expected nothing less from ren kaji.

"now what was about?" you giggled as you pulled back, dotingly reaching up to smear your lip gloss onto his chapped lips. an act of giving and receiving, one could even say, since he'd left you with the sickeningly sweet taste of caramel on your tongue. "do you like it when i call you handsome?" you teasingly chimed.

"shut up," kaji grumbled once again, pushing his hair back and pressing his forehead against yours. "you looked cute and i just felt like it, that's all." maybe to someone else, that wasn't a fulfilling response, but you knew how straightforward kaji was, and that he wouldn't lie about something like that.

"well, if you're feeling like it then," you whispered, your lips bumping into his as you spoke, "you should kiss me again."

"demanding," kaji huffed out, though he hoisted you up onto the counter anyways without breaking a sweat, a small, but cocky smile on his face when you grabbed onto his shoulders for dear life.

"oh my god, at least warn me!" you complained. maybe you really should have kept an eye on the door, but with his figure before you, and slotted between your legs and the his hand gently coaxing you forward by the nape of your neck, it was hard to care.

"you have way too much energy to yap in the morning," he chided indignantly, but the way he was already leaning up suggested otherwise.

"hey, you're the one who–!"

"morning, (name)! did kaji already pop by– oh,"

"w-w-we'll just– uh– s-see you at school, k-kaji!?" enomoto managed to croak out before they both scurried away with mildly red faces, reminding you less of the teenage gang members they were and more of children.

you almost fell off the counter, had it not been for kaji's reflexes, but the damage had been done, and the lollipop he'd entrusted you with fell to the floor with a dull thud as enomoto and kusumi blinked at the two of you with horrified expressions.

"hey boys," you greeted casually with a wave.

"oh my, we've made a scandal, darling," you joked– regrettably, or so you thought later in the day when the rest of the tamon team's second years started cooing at at poor kaji. perhaps it was a lesson to not be so energetic in the mornings from then on.

[aivic-bleps]

This ENDED me on sight

(Qiao Ling I’m single ahahaha,,,)

[umemiyan]

𝗥𝗘𝗡 𝗞𝗔𝗝𝗜 𝗫 𝗔𝗙𝗔𝗕!𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗥. ⌇ 18+ only, mdni / unprotected piv / riding / a smidge of subby!kaji / just another fic involving his affinity for candy (i'm not immune; based on this little thought i had earlier)

Your hips roll in a lackadaisical motion as you steady yourself with a hand upon his chest, Kaji's heart thumping inches beneath your fingertips. The other set of fingers keeps the stick of candy you stole from him firm between your lips as you peer down at him with lidded eyes, sucking the sweet flavor from the ball.

Kaji's hands are planted on your hips, urging them to assume a more satisfactory pace while he grits his teeth and hisses with frustration at how you toy with his pleasure.

"Faster," he half-demands, half-begs, breaking a sweat at the feel of your pussy tugging him so slowly.

"Faster?" You narrow your eyes at the attitude—though it's certainly to be expected of him—and still your hips, removing the sucker from your mouth with indignation. "Alright... faster," you concede before quickly shoving the stick between his lips. "Hold this for me."

Without further ado, your efforts increase tenfold, hips rising up and slamming back down into his until Ren's teeth are clacking against the hard candy. He groans around it, jaw dropping open on instinct before you forcibly close it with your hand, keeping his moans confined while you take him so deeply that he can hardly breathe.

Sharp inhales and exhales flare Kaji's nostrils, his fingers digging into your hips but no longer seeking to command them, skull filled with a drunkenness from being milked by your heavenly cunt. He could overpower you with ease if he so decided, but he figures he rather enjoys feeling you fuck yourself on his length while giving him the much needed stimulation he craved prior—almost too much so.

And, well… you’ve overwhelmed him.

"Fast enough, Ren?" you ask, panting whilst clenching your walls around him until he nearly whimpers high in his throat. "'S'gonna make me cum, at least."

Dizzied, he watches as you batter your own insides with his cock, the candy forcing drool out of his mouth as he nearly chokes on it while doing so. But you're much too focused on the orgasm that creeps up and has you squeezing around him in pulses of sudden pleasure, body shuddering and moaning as you freeze in place above him.

He was just about to cum, too.

Once you reorient yourself and peer through bleary eyes at his disheveled state, you finally remove the lollipop from between his lips, leaning forward to lick the sugary spit from his skin with a curious tongue.

"Oh fuck," Ren breathes against you with a shiver, forcefully crashing his mouth against yours without hesitation regardless of the way he huffs and puffs for air.

Seconds later, he's securing his grip and jack-hammering up into you with a handful of desperate thrusts until one last nudge into your cervix causes him to spill against it. You feel the warmth spurt and settle within you, his angry cock kicking a few more times until he’s empty but you’re full, catching your breath before indulging in his lips against yours once again. 

You both taste so sickeningly sweet.

[notquitekit]

i replayed dmmd recently and i think ren is my favorite

[reserved-system]

Bats my pretty lashes at you

I've been wanting to do this meme for a bit and I finally got around to it! Can't believe Ren can't aim LMAO

Original by Sweepswoop_ on Twit

Edit to add: Want to see more from this AU? Check out the tag #Res. Splatoon AU ! :D

[smutbutoutofnowhere]

me who has just found a new hyperfixation at the worst time possible and is willing to fail my entire academic career just to read more of the most horrifying nauseating toe curling jaw dropping smuts known to human kind:

[aromaart]

Valentine's around the corner, will Joker be too shy? 💝💌

[oneroomjestershow]

Thank you for walking this path with me!

nothing of this happened, fake ass post

[pyjamacryptid]

more outtakes that are important to me personally

BBC Merlin + live commentary by @macaritaville @1kitwonder and I from our Merlin watch party

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[revenge-of-the-shit]

So after seeing some more rancid takes + after seeing the results of my previous poll, I need to ask:

For what it's worth, if you think attachment DOES equal love, take a look at this post.

Second edit:

Attachment is defined as possessive love. If you start the conversation by assuming that attachment = regular, healthy love, we're already on a different page.

Nowhere in this post does it say that Luke/Leia/Han were perfect or even great parents/guardians

In any case, you can keep talking in good faith, I don't mind. I'm not replying any more though, I'm returning to my Star Wars divorce

[naritaren]

[taldigi]

As someone who emphasizes just how badly Joker was treated in the interrogation room and the effect it left on him, thoughts on Makoto wanting to become a cop? As well as Joker's thoughts on it. He loves his friends dearly, but do you think even a little bit of him is frustrated with her for it?

ooh hmmmmm... Thats tough for me cause the difference between american and japanese police is quite significant- and not one I grasp well, but I'll try.

I think... it would boil down to quiet disappointment. An inner conflict of "Makoto's a good person" vs "Good cops either aren't cops for long or aren't good for long." that would relent to a growing distrust and them ultimately growing apart. "You are still my friend, but I don't think I can trust you like I used to." and that causing a significant rift. A.. reversed bond, doubt, if you would.

You can't take the vigilante out of the Joker, I think- so he's always going to try and do the right thing, law be damned. So should they come to conflict- I think the ultimatum'd be "Your friends or your country, Nijima" and I can see her choosing her career over doing the right thing by Joker- no matter how much she might want to do the contrary.. Largely because if she's choosing to take after her father and sister, I think she'd also have the equivalent potential to relapse on what she'd've learned from her time as a PT.

It's an odd choice to make her a police commissioner, honestly. I figured she'd either be a politician or something more independent.. Heck, I would have pegged her to be a mechanic to go along with her biker theme... but, ah well, it happened to Chie too- so it's not toooo surprising.

[stage1midboss-art]

when he's annoying as hell (but it's kind of endearing)

[marsilumm]

Hello again tumblr!

I decided that I want to start posting art again but with the state of the bird app I thought I’d try making a new account on here! I’m not sure how many people use tumblr these days but hello (again) to any kyluxers/ star wars fans who do!!! 🧡🖤

I’ll still be lurking over on twitter but thought this acc might be a good idea just in case.

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Also, here’s a celebratory Hux sketch (that I also recently posted on twit) to kickstart this blog! I might move across some of my old art to this account soon, and hopefully post some new stuff here too :)