Renchanting Duo - Tumblr Posts
watched four different POVs, i'm so dizzy but it was worth it :D
due to the sudden influx of wormbark posts, i have been peer pressured (by myself) to order a bulk pack of worms on a string so i can create wormbark and all the other worm-lifers 😔😔😔
update: the worms have arrived. i am extremely excited. my mother is extremely confused.
due to the sudden influx of wormbark posts, i have been peer pressured (by myself) to order a bulk pack of worms on a string so i can create wormbark and all the other worm-lifers 😔😔😔
Okay my sis has been listening to Bernadette by IAMX and im gonna lose my mind /pos
Hear me out yall it got the life series vibes PLSS im not crazy am i??
🖤 a winning hand: royal flush 🖤
Answer the question Ren.
Inspired by this
you know what? fuck you. *is given a shield and follows you to the ends of the earth*
guys give me a ls duo to make a fanfic of
Father of mine, please offer me a renchanting userbox for I must hold those two 30+ adult Minecraft men. Father please.
first of all, why the HELL am i father now
second of all, o7 on it king absolutely right away
five versions this time! also, i tried something different and added a dropshadow to the text! i may start using that on the text from here forward, we'll see, i really like the look of it
(as usual, please reblog this post and tag me for credit if you use one of these!)
(also this is one of my mutuals don't worry i'm not just vaguely swearing at people i dont know in my askbox. though. i probably would do that if the vibes were right, now that i think about it)
Father of mine, please offer me a renchanting userbox for I must hold those two 30+ adult Minecraft men. Father please.
first of all, why the HELL am i father now
second of all, o7 on it king absolutely right away
five versions this time! also, i tried something different and added a dropshadow to the text! i may start using that on the text from here forward, we'll see, i really like the look of it
(as usual, please reblog this post and tag me for credit if you use one of these!)
(also this is one of my mutuals don't worry i'm not just vaguely swearing at people i dont know in my askbox. though. i probably would do that if the vibes were right, now that i think about it)
Wheeee, avoiding stress by drawing my first ever mcyt fanart :)
This DTIYS was by @cherrifire, one of my more recent favourite artists. Her artworks colours and shapes are wonderful!!!
I just played around with these to see what I felt like doing, which turned into a ton of experimenting with stylised lighting and elements.
Just wait, I'll probably do their other dtiys because I have no self control — Also I kinda like that little stamp I made to mimic Cherri Fire's, maybe I'll alter it into a watermark later (°∀°).
I'm back on my bullshit
"Hand, rise."
Martyn stays as he is, knelt at Ren's feet, forehead so low as to almost be touching the ground and leaning on the sword that he balances precariously on its edge in front of him.
"Hand."
Ren's voice is so close, so tantalisingly near, and every inch of him craves to stand, to bask in Ren's stare and take his rightful place by his side.
Martyn does not dare to lift his head.
"Martyn," his king's voice cuts through the overwhelmingly tense stillness. "Look up."
Ah, a command. That he can obey, and Martyn does, slowly raising his head as his eyes stay firmly planted to the ground.
"Oh, Hand," and a finger lovingly strokes his cheek, "what has happened to you?"
While I've been gone, goes unsaid. Finally, Martyn raises his eyes as well, meets his king's gaze, his king, his king—
And he breaks.
Feels his face contort and shoulders start to shake as big, ugly sobs rip through his chest, soundless at first and then unbecomingly loud as he tries and fails to catch his breath. His king's image swims before him; he tries to blink past it, fails and remains gasping, shuddering, curling in on himself with the force of his love, his joy, his boundless, agonising sorrow.
It's a shameful, pathetic display. By all rights, he should be instantly cast away; if Ren kicked at him like an unwanted puppy and bid he get out of his sight, Martyn would fall over himself and break his legs in his haste to rid the king of his despicable presence.
But Ren reaches out, instead, takes his face in his hands, wiping at the tears that stain his thumbs. He graces his skin with all the gentleness of someone who is clueless as to the things Martyn's done in his absence, what he's become—
It's presumptuous and improper, and he does not deserve to kiss the ground at his king's feet, he knows—but he stumbles and grips Ren's wrist with both his hands, holding on, begging with the drowning he does in Ren's eyes to never let go, please don't let me go.
Ren kneels, as well, then. The hand that makes contact with his neck guides his head to rest on his shoulder; the other rubs his back. It's tender and more than anything he's ever known, more than his entire world, and Martyn is undone.
Oh, my liege, if you'd seen the things I've seen.
Ren holds him, and in the weight of his king's hand tangled in his hair Martyn can hear only Ren's whispered words of comfort and his own choked-off sobbing. There are no voices and there is no never-ending laughter; there is only them, as they should be, as they are.
For the first time since a tear ran down his cheek when he saw the arrow go through his king's chest, everything is quiet.
The girls are fighting again
I'm not sure my motivation on this one, I simply do not thing Martyn & Bdubs [in relation to their King] would get along all too well
Inktober Day 19: Ponytail
More Rendog content you say?
WereRen be upon ye
Inktober Day 21: Bad Dog
Rens got fleas, pass it on
Inktober Day 22 Scratchy
Oh no-
Martyns got fleas, pass it on
『Beast of Dogwarts,
Survivor of the Land.
War be upon ye
The King and his Hand』
Inktober Day 27: Beast
Full page, flat pen, sketch
I miss them
Where's my fucking dog
pirat and his emotional support crewmate