#renran

[only1scoobydoo]

https://www.aliveshoes.com/renran

[rangikuxmatsumoto]

From her position, her head lulled back slightly, her pale gaze taking in the up-close outline of his profile before dropping to their interlocked hands. The palm of her thumb glided over his knuckles once, then twice, before stilling. A long, slow exhale kept his questions fresh, lingering in the silence that followed. There was a torrent of thoughts held behind a floodgate – his words a tiny chisel, puncturing her defenses. ‘You’re not a burden’, another puncture, ‘Has anyone done anything for you?’ pierced again, ‘Tell me’ another crack, ‘Tell me’ another break, ‘Tell me’ catastrophic damage.

She wrenched herself away from him, hauling herself up and crossing half the distance of the living room – back to him, hands fidgeting from crossing against her chest, resting upon her hips, raking through her hair, before clenching in fists at her side.

“I feel like I’m a burden,” her tone steady, “I have for a while – since Gi” she caught herself, exhaling slowly to keep her emotions in check, “…since the before the Quincy War. It’s only gotten worse since then. I know we all faced our shortcomings in some ways, we took losses. And while I feel like everyone else has shouldered those defeats, faced their shortcomings, and carried on – I feel like I’m trudging through quicksand. What happened then didn’t help me any…”

“There’s days I feel like I’ve moved past everything but then there are days where I feel like every step I take; I take two steps back.” At length she finally tossed her glance over her shoulder in his direction, a soft, telltale shimmer upon her pale gaze – unshed tears. She managed to blink them back, long lashes fluttering close to prevent them from falling. “I don’t expect anyone to ask me if I’m okay – it’s easier to assume that I am. It’s how we’re supposed to be after all. We’re soldiers, aren’t we.” She manages a half turn, one arm crossing over her torso to rub at the opposite forearm, graze breaking from him to stare at the wall across from her.

“…I just don’t know if I make a very good one…”

And he did look around Rangiku's apartment, confusion settled into his eyebrows as she asked whether or not her sanctuary resembled anything like his division office. Only to roll his eyes when she explained that he too, was playing hooky. "Right right, yea guess 'm playin' hooky then. Wouldn't be the first time and wouldn't be the last."

As the mirth on Rangiku's face disappeared, the corner of her lips drooping down and a frown settling on her face, he wonders if he had fucked up by asking that question. He was never one to skirt around an issue, always blunt - perhaps to a fault. But he couldn't keep sitting here, pretending like everything was okay when he knew it wasn't.

His eyes follow her closely as she comes closer, until her head finally rests upon his shoulder. The hand that grasped his was so firm, so tight that he couldn't help but grip her hand in return, in an attempt to offer her some solace and comfort for the talk that he knew was coming.

"Yer not a burden, Rangiku-san... why would ya say that..?" he whispers, his voice coming out small and a bit choked, the emotions getting caught in his throat. "I wouldn't ask if I truly didn't wanna know... ya always do so much fer others... but has anyone done anything fer ya? I have enough room on my plate fer ya too. So. Tell me."

[ptashenka]

based on one of the recent campaigns i dmed, "the palace", a murder mystery adventure in a homebrew fantasy setting.

what started out as a simple oneshot somehow lasted for an entire year, and it was a blast! now that the characters have achieved their happily ever after, i can post some of the sketches i've made during their escapades.

in the foreground, ar-renran, the secret (long-suffering) male lover of the second prince. on the left, tar-cayman, the aforementioned second prince, who has a tendency to go way too hard with his political intrigues.

on the right, jhia'llavetian'villetin, a foreign medic who is sick of her patients trying to kill themselves in increasingly creative ways. and, in the background, led veiss of the sky cliff ssivesh, a snake person, who is simply happy to be here and, frankly, surprised and amuzed that the four of them are still alive.

[bclasaeg]

me doodle ocs! 

@strawbelina @renran​ @hellguarded​ @tximidity​

[elganac]

are you really not gonna talk more about handler / hound ( will i ever rmb the actual au name ) aito , leah & alison ?? are you really ???

( lemme ramble about a muse; not accepting! )

           WELL!!! since you insist — yes i will absolutely ramble about aito, leah, and alison in hound/handler verse aka spy verse aka crime verse aka — you know, i’ve never really pinned down a good genre for this verse because there’s just so many layers to it, but we’ll settle with spy verse since everyone im about to talk about are technically considered trained agents and spy verse is a more general term that more people can get behind than handler/hound ( though i think handler/hound sounds pretty badass anYWAY — )

          can i just say i adore alison in this verse just because of how much power she actually has??? like, maybe it’s a little mary sue for me to give her so much power and make her so perfect but i honestly dont give a shit lmAO this is a rare verse in which alison isn’t traumatized by events that happened in canon ( though, i can’t say her mental health is really any better considering all the shit’s she’s seen as an agent and how the agency treats her overall ), so her personality is drastically different, and you bet your ass i’m gonna make my best girl into a badass. like, why would i not??? alison is so put together, elegant, and strong in this verse, and pushing her to her limits in this verse is always exciting to do because it really challenges her. she’s considered a veteran agent due to how long she’s been with the agency, and considering how she’s basically signed her soul away to her work for at least a few more years until she can retire and finally get married, she’s really been worked to the bone and has become so jaded over time. 

          i really love the canon relationship she has with her fiancé, eden, as well. it’s taken so much development to reach the point in which their relationship is at canonically for this verse, so i’d really love for more chances for alison to gush about her hubby to be since really, she’s so ready to fall in love and start a new life with her boo and away from soma. like, her job gives her such a sense of purpose but jfc soma is so corrupt as an agency that there’s only so much more alison can deal with before she burns out. really walking a thin line each and every day she comes into office, and with every mission she gets dispatched out for, there’s always some sort of risk. not to mention all the strings she has to pull to carry out her assignments. it’s tough being a badass bitch!!!

          leah and aito are new additions to this verse in comparison to alison, but i feel like they’ve caught up in terms of development since i’ve been able to flesh out aito and leah’s dynamic through some interactions with mutuals ( mwah <3 ) leah and aito very much have a sibling dynamic, and leah really is ride or die for aito. because of leah’s rough upbringing ( which is classified to most within the agency ), it’s difficult for her to form healthy attachments, but her bond with aito is something really special and it compels her to do her best for him each and every day ( even if she does get herself into some stupid shit sometimes ). leah is also very powerful, but she’s also not exactly human anymore so ,,, a different level of comparison when it comes to alison, who is indeed still human. 

        i think what i love about leah as a hound is the fact that she really will literally do anything to win a fight, which makes her incredibly terrifying since that means she’s willing to destroy herself first before backing down. it’s a big pride thing, but also the fact she’s an experiment makes her feel like she’s invincible, or close to invincible. i really feel like the only reason leah has any ounce of self control is because of aito; if aito was in danger, all bets are off. she’s gonna save him no matter what, because aito was the one who saved leah in the first place. so she already feels like she owes him her life. 

          aito plays a pretty background role in comparison to leah and alison since he doesn’t really get in on any field action by choice, but his connection with leah really does make him a respected figure within soma since aito is probably one of two people ( the other being alison ) who can keep leah on a tight leash and keep her from acting out worse than she normal. of course, leah’s still trying to have fun, so sometimes even aito cant keep her from finding random boyfriends and flirting, but so long as leah’s not getting hurt or about to fight someone else for no reason, there’s no harm, right? 

[lunaetis]

@renran​​

pats her head and gives her a lil kiss on the forehead , baby

─「ヴァイオレット」─  the touch was a sense of warmth, that reassurance that she had done something right in this LIFE of hers and she was grateful for it. head lowered in a quiet bow, a silent thank you for granting her such a praise.

[mvxnn]

a new beginning , @renran​​ ; to any

          ❛ I didn't expect you to be here. ❜ The shoot had been dragging on for hours now , and all he could think about was escaping the many eyes that had been on him today. His legs stretched out before him before offering a faint smile. ❛ I'm almost done .. ❜

[z0yne]

@renran​ liked for a ai starter 

                                Lips like a flower petal’s moved slowly as they mouthed words unable to be spoken. The little demon was curled into the much larger man. ‘nik’ they signed the pet name, tracing the letters with an index and thumb in the air. ‘are you ok?’ an quick flash of ‘O’ and ‘K’ before pointing at the other. 

[elysiumxii]

the gentle giant | starter for @renran​ ft cory & baris 

“I’ve got it ma-” Cory whines softly as the short, portly woman continues to fuss him. Holding her shopping basket with both hands in front of him, shoulders sloped with the weight of it, the young blonde groans as her fingers pinch at his cheeks, squishing the doughy skin between her cool fingers, before cooing her praise and is off down the isles again. She was always so embarrassing! With a soft sigh Cory starts to trudge after her, the short, Asian woman calling off ingredients as she plucks them from the shelves and gesturing for him to hurry along. 

Cory had been planning to make a b-line for the snack isle, when his eyes lift and lift towards the huge guy walking along the next isle. The shelving wasn’t particularly high, he might lose his mother at her 4′11 stature, but this guy made the shelves look tiny. 

Cory knew him of course, well, had gawked at him previously, more than knew him. This was the store near their apartment and every time they came in, he was there, all 7ft+ of him, and Cory stares every damn time. His mouth falls a little slack jawed as he shuffles along to a break in the isle and just watches after him, wondering how he functions?! How does he move around? How big must his bed be! It wasn’t that the blonde meant to be rude, he was just so fascinated. His eyes slide down the man’s arm, to his giant hands, they look like they could pick up a watermelon in his palm! A part of him wishes he could go and say hi, but the guy sure did look intimidating... 

“Cory-!” The shout of his name has the blonde jump, as his mother had lost her patience with his wandering and with a turn as he goes to hurry back to her, embarrassed at being caught staring (his mother never seemed to blink an eyelid at the guy, even though to her, he must have seemed even bigger!). He’s so much in a hurry and flustered, he manages to walk right into a pop up stand of batteries and sends the whole lot, and nearly himself, flying with a yelp of surprise as battery packs fall and scatter dramatically. “Oh no-” he whines, his clumsiness claiming another victim. 

[missallaneousmuses-archive]

@renran​ for Luca // ❤

"Ah... Luca. I feel like we haven't seen each other in..."

Her words taper off, not quite able to put an exact number to how long it had been. They were not close, per se, but he was one of the few associated with that group that she actually felt comfortable enough speaking to. Perhaps because he was one of the only members who talked to her without seeming to see through her. Finally, a soft smile: "Too long."

[yuruse]

20-23 ?

ASKS FOR PEOPLE WITH A MULTIMUSE OR MULTIPLE RP BLOGS / @renran

20. What is the story or explanation behind your blog name?

This was originally an Itachi blog before I turned it multi! Yuruse came up in his wikipedia and it's used in the context of forgiveness. I believe it means 'forgive me'. I think quite a few of my characters can relate to that in regards to themselves and others,

21. Share a positive experience about multimuses you’ve had in the past.

I like playing with all the muses and seeing what can come out of it! Sometimes I get shy and just stick the muses we've interacted most with, other times when I'm feeling brave I will venture out and throw a few random prompts. Honestly I just enjoy getting to play with all these different characters someone has on their blog.

With @bestninjaclub that's how my interest in SuiHina got started. We just started messing around with those two and now they have my heart. Along with @eyecanfixthat muses too! Just decided to talk and throw muses together and now we're enjoying the fruits of it. :D

22. List some of your favourite multimuse blogs.

I enjoy all the multis I follow. If I follow I like your characters and writing. Simple. :)

@bestninjaclub is a lovely blog I've been following for years. Like close to the beginning of when I started college and I've already graduated with my masters long. Vana is amazing. They have such a good grasp on a variety of muses and their ideas are so good! Highly recommend checking out their blog.

@eyecanfixthat is such a sweet person to speak with and is a phenomenal writer. I always hear the muses' voices in their writing. They always have great ideas!

@dawnedkissed I really like speaking with them and have enjoyed what we have created with our muses. I get to explore other fandoms with them. They let me play around with my Tokyo Ghoul verse with Sasuke and now we have whole verse there. I love it. I also love our Mitsuri and Sasuke interactions too.

23. Tag a multimuse blog and write some positivity about them (their blog, their muses, etc.)

@kawaonago

We recently began speaking, because they liked a plot post I had rb from them or someone else. I can't remember, but now we're slowly putting a plot together! The experience has been really fun. Super chill and kind mun! Though we had been following them for a while and I just couldn't come with an idea to shove some of our muses together. They have so many awesome muses! I was like this shouldn't be hard, but I think I was a little intimidated. I'm glad they reached out!

They have an awesome blog aesthetic! I love clicking on their page and seeing black and pink. I've clicked on it quite a few times because I'm always reading over their profile pages to make sure I got information right. Overall they have some great muses and highly encourage ppl to go plot with them! Don't take as long as I did, lol. C:

[aestuavis]

@renran​

hello baby !! 🥺 hi !! how are you !! 💕💕 hi !!

|| 篠 || :: ears flattened and tail swaying side by side a little. the white tiger is doing good ! will do better if received good pets & cuddles !

[elganac]

“ do you like raisins? here you go. ” ( seven to aito , yes i'm misusing your flirty memes again )

( some flirty memes; not accepting! )

          “why ... why do you have this?” to aito’s knowledge, there were no raisins anywhere in his office. and yet, seven has managed to find out and give exactly one (1) raisin to aito. it was an automatic response, really, for aito to just stick out his hand when seven had offered him sometime. now he was starting to question whether he really should have done that. “erm, you know — i actually don’t like raisins, either. why did you get raisins if you don’t like them?” he peers closer at the raisin, then, eyes squinting as he scrutinized it. “did you drop this on the floor? is that why you’re giving it to me?” 

[belacedia-a]

* taps mic * hewwo - wo - wo ? yeah it me uh . ( why am i so scared ? ) 🥲 but i'm already here and have already typed 20 words so i'm gonna just tell you i've always thought you're real heckign cool . your writing and characterisation and the whole theme you have going on with your blog / pages ? S+ effort and accomplishment . vibes are hella . once i check off time management from my 2021 2022 resolutions , i'm probably gonna 🥺 my way into writing with you again , so be prepared .

Ahh tysm for this nice message  !!     I am glad to see that you’re back,   and I cannot wait to write with you and your muses again as well.     Good luck with your new year resolution,   my time management is pretty terrible as well ahah.

before 2021 ,   @renran .

[inthcgartcn-moved]

“ that’s my cat , ” Natsuki speaks up a few steps behind the girl , to whom his pet was trilling in eager conversation with . upon seeing the other’s face however , he recognises her immediately , having seen her around almost every time he visited the school garden . he lifts a free hand in greeting , faint pencil marks on the edge of his little finger , holding a sketchbook in his other hand , a cloth backpack slung over one shoulder . he calmly closes their distance to stand by Umeko’s side , looking down at the affectionate feline with a quirked brow . “ her name is Ame . ”

from @renran

Umeko was almost startled away from the feline when she heard Natsuki speak up. Usually one to apologize, and leave others alone in the more private areas of the school ground, but Natsuki’s lax tone didn’t cause that reaction. Umeko smiled up at the artist before she looks back down at the cat, Ame.

“She pops by a lot. When I realized cats like to come around here I made sure to grow more pet friendly flowers.” Umeko would hate to see any of the cats to get sick from their own curiosity. Crouching down she offers a hand to Ame before patting her head.

“Are you here for class work, or just to relax? Lot’s of art students come by for still life drawings.”