#renjae

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✨🎂💜Happy Birthday Murakami-kun 💜🎂✨

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Peringatan HANTARU 2024, Menteri AHY Ungkap Capaian Kementrian ATR/BPN

JAKARTA | INTIJATIM.ID – Pada Upacara Peringatan Hari Agraria dan Tata Ruang (HANTARU) yang berlangsung pada Selasa (24/09/2024), Menteri Agraria dan Tata Ruang/Kepala Badan Pertanahan Nasional (ATR/BPN), Agus Harimurti Yudhoyono (AHY), selaku inspektur upacara mengungkapkan sejumlah capaian program kerja, salah satunya Pendaftaran Tanah Sistematis Lengkap (PTSL). Hingga September 2024,…

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Renja: "Don't trust a man with three first names."

[psilolysergica]

Renjā // You Can’t Hurt Me Anymore

New release.

[goodluckclove]

RANDOM EXCERPT TIME

the cool thing about migration patterns is that ollie exists now, a character who's magic comes from her arfid. so i actually have an entirely new way to conceptualize food and nutrition.

as someone who struggles with disordered eating i really related to writing this sequence between her and tenzin (thanks to @godsmostfuckedupgoblin for inspiring me to set it in my real-life favorite park in portland). i'd love to see if anyone else in a similar place finds some joy in this!

it's not sad by the way it's very cute. i like ollie a lot.

By the time they finished the bag of peas was half defrosted. Ollie tore open the top and was tossing loose handfuls ahead of them, which quickly summoned more ducks than Tenzin was able to fully process.

“Touching peas like that doesn’t bother you?” Tenzin asked, watching form her corner of the bench.

“Hm? Ah. No, why?”

“You used to freak out about eating anything that popped in your mouth. That was probably one of your biggest icks.”

Ollie grinned and shook her head. “No, no. Eggs are my biggest ick. Uh, yeah – I’m not about to eat any of this trash. But it’s better for the birds than bread or crackers. And you gotta be nice to birds,” she leaned down slowly until she was far enough for a larger beige duck to snap some green bulbs from the palm of her outstretched hand. “I am growing, though, Like, as a person. Had a big win the other day.”

“Yeah?”

“Ate an olive.”

She wiped some moisture off her palms, slapping them together in a grandly dramatic fashion before leaning back against the bench and idly rubbing along the edge of her bad knee. Ollie cast Tenzin a look of bemused pride, the type of pride that was an actual sense of accomplishment masked as humor in order to deflect potential mockery.

Tenzin put the groceries back in the bag and set it on the concrete at their feet, where it was quickly inspected by their horde of hungry ducks. She turned on the bench, crossing one leg on the seat of it. “Like, a whole olive?”

“Straight out of the jar,” Ollie smirked.

“On purpose? I mean, did you know –?”

Ollie waggled her brow. “Oh, I knew. Knew the whole time.”

“Holy shit.”

That got a pleased laugh out of Ollie. She made a dismissive, joking gesture, but as the amusement faded Tenzin saw a slight flush simmering along her cheeks and the bridge of her nose.

“An olive,” it’s funny how one small act could take precedence over years of unspoken resentment. “That would’ve killed you when we were kids,” Tenzin leaned forward and lowered her voice. “How’d it happen? What’d you think afterwards?”

At first Ollie said nothing. She broadened her grin slightly, though tinging it with a hint of suspicion. Or maybe embarrassment? It was hard to tell. Finally she broke from her line of sight and snickered sheepishly at their audience of wandering ducks.

“I was in the Mess Hall,” she began. “Renja left a bottle on the counter. I saw it, and – I don’t know – something broke inside of me. I was just like fuck it and I ate one. It really isn’t –”

“Did you like it?” Tenzin cut in.

Ollie looked at her. She scoffed again. “Not really. The texture was fine, and I liked how salty it was, but it kind of tasted like blood.”

Tenzin stared at her friend. Her curls were well maintained. There were strands of silver that now stood out among the occasional ringlet of chestnut brown. She had smile lines starting to form in the corners of her mouth. Because she smiled a lot. Ollie always smiled a lot.

“You ate an olive,” Tenzin whispered in astonishment.

Ollie looked like she was going to laugh, but didn’t. She locked eyes again with Tenzin, searching her face, seeing something in Tenzin the same way she saw something in Ollie. When she smiled again it was surprisingly gentle.

“I ate an olive,” Ollie murmured proudly.

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Thanks for the tags @frostedlemonwriter and @dyoniawrites!

Writing Share Tag

@kaylinalexanderbooks reminded me that I have this scene of Sepo getting to dress up in fancy clothes, so I'll post that ;)

After a quick wash in the adjoining bathroom, Sepo pulled open the doors of the ivy-carved armoire, sighing bitterly. If he wanted these people’s help, he had to play by their rules. Just think of the power. That’ll make it better.

Looking through the options, Sepo had to begrudgingly admit that the Devarises knew their stuff. The perfectly sized clothes would have been creepy under any other circumstances, but living with a prodigy sorcerer tended to desensitize one to such things. The colors were perfectly suited to his pale complexion and lanky frame, more so than anything he could have afforded back home.

Even if he would never admit to it under anything short of thumbscrews, Sepo sometimes missed the finery he’d once worn. It’d been over a decade since he’d held the position of Singer Priest, yet he still remembered the cool press of his ceremonial mantle with fondness.

The jewelry also, seemed wrought specifically for him. Sepo was bemused to find that all of the pieces featured patterns of crashing waves and blue-black sapphires. Amusing, if a bit insulting.

Shaking himself, he dropped the ring he’d been admiring. There was no time for that! Cursing the Devarises and himself—mostly himself—Sepo raced to make himself presentable, ignoring the allure of the silks and satins around him.

Ok, mostly ignored. Snagging a ring or two wouldn’t hurt anyone. Probably.

He has a shoplifter's soul and a runway model's heart. I'll tag @renja-writes @saturnine-saturneight @pluttskutt @vallkary and anyone else who wants to play!

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Number-Write

Thanks @agirlandherquill for the tag ✨

For this tag game, the rules are simple, all you have to do is write a sentence with the number of words specified, so for 1-10 you write 10 sentences in total with an increasing word count each time

1 - "Hey."

2 - "Get up."

3 - "It is time."

4 - "Now, pretend you're ready."

5 - "And get this shit done."

6 - "Your fear, your regrets, mean nothing."

7 - "It's too late to think that now."

8 - "So take aim, man up, and fire true."

9 - "Because your life is not what's on the line."

10 - "So heed my advice; it's her blood, or your son's."

Phew! That was way tougher than I thought it would be lol.

Now tagging: @michellekarnold @the-golden-comet @ominous-feychild @renja-writes

[dojae-huh]

To the anon, if you were following JaeDo closely, Jae had expressed multiple times his jealousy and discontent on camera. Over the times, Jaehyun has that habit of pursuing/biting his lips with a poker face on whenever he sees Doyoung being openly affectionate with others but not him. if you search it on twitter, I've seen a lot of Jaedoists talk openly about Jaehyun's jealousy. Just to add my two cents as well, Renjun and Jaehyun aren't close. They're amicable (and there's a difference). Jaehyun dotes on him like a dongsaeng from the Dreamies, the same way that Doyoung does, but they're not close as Jaehyun is with Haechan, Mark, Jeno, or Jaemin. I can see though that Renjun is trying to approach Jaehyun more. But they do not hang out off cam nor would consider each other as someone who belongs in their close circle. Also, I don't see a lot of people talk about this Kyuhyun and Jaehyun interaction. Seems like Jaehyun is very well accepted by the Kyuline, huh. Like older bros giving their blessing to their younger bro's BF :D (https://x(.)com/sjaerryblossom/status/1760371479437615324?s=20)

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Haha, yeah, the boyfriend was definitely officially introduced to Kyu-line. Kyuhyun didn't just smile to a passing dongsaeng, he shouted in a surprise and pulled Jae's arm in greeting.

On Mokchu Haechan said he doesn't know many sunbaes. We see different stages of closeness among even NCT, same team (like Hendery and Doyoung vs Xioajun and Doyoung). If a senior shows recognition and distinction with emotions, then the different gens are closer than normally.

Thanks for the input on RenJae. You supported my suspicion. Jaehyun can give Renjun a piggyback on stage, but unless some TMI surfaces about them spending time together, saying they really became close is out of the question. Kun took Dreamies out to dinner after the concert, for example.

[fan-of-many-stories]

Vierapril Day 13, Mentor

Rael was weary and sore, but content as he waited in the men's house. He'd sent word ahead to Sonja that he'd finished his duties and was recovering, and that was entirely what he planned to do. Telja mussed with his hair as she rambled about the happenings of the village since his last return—a kit born, who had died, who had married... very few of the names were familiar anymore. Rael was the oldest of the village of Fyth by five decades, when he had been a kit it had been an entirely different set of people. He suspected he'd join them soon, though. The Mist wore thin in him.

There was a knock on the wooden siding of the house before Chief Sonja pulled the curtained door aside to let herself in. She was followed by another, whose green eyes were shiny with tears. If memory served correctly... Yuno? No, Yuno had blue streaks, this was her daughter, Renja. She hadn't been to see him since choosing Shara Rehw-Gilda as a close soul. Telja actually got up and left. Which meant...

"Rael Djt-Marouc, Renja is here to entrust her son to you," Sonja recited.

It wasn't the first time. Rael had been entrusted with a six sons of Fyth in his many years, three of which had survived to return to Fyth. Truly, a good record. They were all gone now, though. His gut twisted at the reminder.

Renja stepped forward, and the kit emerged from behind the two women. Rael could have laughed. Sometimes the Wood worked exactly as expected. Men did not meet kits, but Rael remembered the mismatched green and yellow eyes from seven years ago. A kit who'd gotten lost too close to the border that he'd taken home. Of course the Wood would pick Rael to take him. Given the boy's expression, he recognized Rael too. He could see Shara in him, in his yellows and golds and the shape of his eyes, but the boy mostly took after his mother.

"Rael Djt-Marouc, this is my son, and Fyth's son. I—I entrust him to your keeping and your teaching," Renja said. She wasn't very good at holding back tears, and her son looked up at her with worry.

"What's your name, boy?" Rael asked. His voice was gravelly from disuse, but within a moon he'd be used to using it again. It was how it always went.

"Auvo," the boy said softly.

He let go of his mother's hand—Rael hadn't seen it, hidden in her skirts—and stood in front of where Rael sat on the bed.

"I'm Auvo and I'm going to protect my home!"

Rael did laugh this time. It was all scripted, but he said it with such conviction. This boy—Auvo—showed great promise.

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Hey friends Storytime about this!

So I've worked One Official, In-Office Copywriting Job at a media company in the PNW. Our content department was, at the time, myself and two other really cool people (one of whom is @renja-writes, a brilliant writer and my close friend) all led by our department manager. Let's call him Borgus.

Borgus is easily one of the best bosses I've ever had. We all worked at the same cluster of desks (open concept office because that's what soulless tech people think creates a cool work environment) and we would joke and talk a lot. He was a little shy but genuinely kind. I remember once I had to take a mental health day because I was hit by a sudden episode and couldn't get out of bed, and I told everyone I had a cold. When I came back to work the next week Borgus lingered silently by my desk until I looked at him, handed me a packet of Immunity Tea, quietly said he hoped I was feeling better and walked back to his seat.

Borgus is great we are a pro-Borgus household.

So imagine my surprise when my department gets called in for a zoom meeting on one of our work-from-home days to inform us that Borgus has been terminated. Effective immediately. They won't explain why. They won't even hint why. He's just gone. Who's the replacement? We don't know yet but that's probably fine.

(Hint: the replacement ended up being fucking nobody. We were the only department without a manager for a while before the responsibility inexplicably fell on our HR managers shoulders.)

By the time we were all back in the office news had obviously spread and no one wanted to talk about it. And since it was an open concept office where I was in the same massive room with the rest of my colleagues, there was a palpable, bleak tension in the air around us.

It was just. WAY more quiet than usual. Borgus was loved by all of us so his absence clearly rattled everyone.

At about ten thirty someone got up and went to the break room. She came back with a pitcher of handmade sangria left from the last office party (We had a lot of office parties, potentially too many) and a stack of paper cups. Without saying a word she just poured herself a drink, and then continued pouring for anyone who wanted one.

So I had too-strong sangria at like ten-thirty on a Tuesday at my Cool, Award-Winning Office Job. It was fucking weird.

I ended up leaving a few months later to work at the deli of a fancy grocery store.

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Evaluasi Renja dan Renstra

#SalamSehat#WargiMajalengka

Kepala Dinas Kesehatan Kabupaten Majalengka, H. Agus Susanto, S.K.M., S.Sos., M.Si. pimpin langsung rapat evaluasi rencana kerja tahun 2024 dan rencana strategis bidang kesehatan tahun 2024-2026 di ruang pertemuan lantai 1 Dinas Kesehatan Kabupaten Majalengka.

Rencana kerja (Renja) bidang kesehatan merupakan acuan dalam setiap pelaksanaan program yang bertujuan untuk meningkatkan derajat kesehatan masyarakat. Realisasi Renja tentunya tak terlepas dari monitoring dan evaluasi sebagai fungsi kontrol dalam merumuskan kebijakan, strategi, dan program di masa yang akan datang.

Pertemuan dihadiri oleh seluruh Kepala Puskesmas yang ada di Majalengka. Dikesempatan yang sama, Kadinkes Majalengka serahkan fotometer secara simbolis kepada beberapa Puskesmas.

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a fun thing i've decided to do for book two of songbird elegies is to introduce this character renja, who's a chef for the witch town where scott and tenzin grew up.

the cool thing about renja is that she's mute. it's fine though, because there are a lot of ways for someone non-verbal to communicate. only the thing is that she decided not to do any of them. she just points and makes faces or maybe gently takes your hand and brings you somewhere.

that totally won't be an issue for me narratively.

(really though i am psyched to have a character that's non-verbal to accommodate herself and refuses to make that easier on anyone else around her and she's so respected that they're all like "well shit okay")

[illarian-rambling]

Thanks for the tag @theink-stainedfolk!

OC Questionaire

My questions:

What's the most unexpected thing you've ever learned about yourself?

If you had to choose between loyalty to a friend and loyalty to a principle, which would you choose and why?

If you could have a conversation with one historical figure, who would it be and what would you ask them?

My friend, the random number generator, has kindly suggested that I answer for Nyda :)

1) What's the most unexpected thing you've ever learned about yourself?

"I always thought of myself as brave when I was little. I could climb the tallest trees and I loved sneaking out after my bedtime. I thought that, when push came to shove, I'd be just at battle ready as the rest of my lineage. But I was wrong. I expected to need practice to live up to the Burningrock name. I never expected to be a flat-out coward."

2) If you had to choose between loyalty to a friend and loyalty to a principle, which would you choose and why?

"I'd pick my friend, obviously! If I don't like lying, but if my friend lies for some reason, then I trust they've got a damn good reason to do so. I mean, I lie all the time, don't get me wrong, but this is a hypothetical. If you're a true friend, I'll give you my trust no matter what."

3) If you could have a conversation with one historical figure, who would it be and what would you ask them?

"Hm.... Aquadi Walwasib. She was the human that first invented the telescope. I'd love to hear about what it was like to first find other planets hanging in the sky. What a brilliant woman she must've been."

I'll tag @katenewmanwrites @sleepyowlwrites @renja-writes and anyone else who wants in :)

Your questions:

What is your favorite time of year and why?

Do you have better strength, dexterity, or endurance?

How far back can you trace your ancestry?

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