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mar-im-o · 2 years
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He doesn’t look like a king.
“King”, in Ren’s mind, is a powerful being. Crowned head and robed shoulders, commanding respect with the brandishing of a blade. “King” means something.
What does Ren mean?
Ren means floral shirts and attentive ears and a tail that wags a bit too eagerly when he sees BDubs. Ren means Gigacorp and profits and order. Ren means paved roads and over-the-top plans and a desire for good and order and beauty.
And maybe that can mean king...
And as he watches his reflection amidst the tower BDubs erected in his honor, he thinks a crown might look just fine between his ears.
The shadows which lag behind him don’t seem to agree.
“You’re playing a dangerous game, pup.”
Ren winces at the thing which speaks through his mouth, reflection warping to accompany graying skin and burning eyes. He’s grown used to the Red King butting into his contemplative hours, but it still sends a chill up his spine whenever he does.
“Not like it’s one we haven’t played before.”
“We lost that game.”
“So we’ll win this one.”
Ren’s reflection scoffs at the idea, red eyes rolling in distaste. “You can’t win a game without an objective.”
“So we make one!” 
A clean server, order, community, roads weaving the providences together. That’s an objective, isn’t it?
Ren smiles at the thought of all the good he can do.
The Red King grimaces. “You cannot be serious...”
“Why not be!” He laughs, a hand running through his hair as he turns his attention out the window. The sun’s setting on Hermitcraft (not that he thinks BDubs will let it sink fully) and it’s painted spawn in a beautiful pallet of orange and yellows and reds. There’s an overly-dramatic sigh as he leans against the banister, looking out at the server.
His kingdom....
His reflection remains in the mirror though, the Red King’s face one of concern as he watches Ren yearn. 
“Tell me you don’t wanna wear a crown again?”
A hollow, inhuman laugh. “I’d like nothing more. But this isn’t the server we ruled last time.”
“Right! This one’s uncursed, man. We don’t gotta kill anyone, and no one’s gonna try and kill us.”
“Until they do.”
“They won’t,” Ren insists. A wave of magic ripples through the server and the sun restarts again, bright blue painting the eastern sky. “They won’t. They’ll all be chill with it.”
“With a leader they didn’t choose?”
“With the good I can do! If they doubt me--then I just show them what I’ve got in mind! They’ll love it.”
They’ll love me.
Ren doesn’t say that last part aloud.
Still, The Red King shares a body and mind with Ren Dog, and hears it nonetheless.
When he speaks again, his voice is low and gentle, so unlike the tyrant Ren first met. It’s more like the being Ren’s gotten used to. The Red King: gentle and timid and willing observer of Hermitcraft through Ren’s eyes. 
“And what happens if they don’t? If they object to your coronation? If they try to take your crown? How do you deal with such?”
And Ren doesn’t know. He doesn’t know, and he doesn’t seem to have to say it. He just... stares... As if there’s an answer in the skies of Hermitcraft.
The Red King, kind and patient, gives Ren time to think.
And when it seems he won’t respond...
“The server we ruled last time... It was not this one, pup. It was temporary. It was always meant to end.
“Shall we rule this one, you must lie in bed with the consequences of your every decision for eternity. Are you certain that is something you’d like?”
And Ren doesn’t say yes. He doesn’t respond to the question of morals laid at his feet. He just... stares...
And the Red King of shared mind sighs in contempt.
“Then so be it, Ren Dog.”
And the hound stares out unto his kingdom.
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i-like-anything-water · 7 months
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maybe I will make them toxic maybe I will make them fight maybe I will make them forced into proximity maybe I will make them competitive as fuck maybe I will make them pin maybe I will make them suffer maybe I will make them realize that they could be lovers.
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gamergirl929 · 7 months
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I semi want to write a fic where reader or a USWNT player, calls the other a pet name, like baby, even though they aren't together, but they're teetering the line between friendship and something more, any thoughts?
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lurking-latinist · 1 month
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#I also keep seeing modern au aubrey-maturin art#that makes me wish I could draw and thereby contribute#unfortunately I can't even *write* modern aus generally. but I like transferring character dynamics from place to place in my brain#and I feel like I could do a university AU very nicely if I could do AUs at all#because I have had rowers in my class with as far as I could tell jack's exact personality#(unfortunately it has to be a US university AU because (a) that's what I know and (b) afaik nobody else does randomly assigned roommates)#(and I cannot pass up the opportunity for randomly assigned roommates.#OR RATHER#for 'you seem more or less human - quick let's request each other so we don't have to go into potluck'#I think that works best)#(but maybe they are both international students anyway. that works fine. & therefore extremely alarmed by potluck [can't say they're wrong]#sophie is a sorority girl. english major I think. and I can see her so clearly#(she's the part I want to draw)#she's not that into the high-octane social schedule her sorority expects her to have#but her pushy mother was a member and it is Unthinkable that sophie should not be#and a lot of the other girls are sweet :) so it's fine :) she says#feel like she has roommate issues (unlike her original self she is able to live away from mrs williams so this makes up for that)#so she's always over in jack and stephen's room. people who know her tangentially sometimes gossip about which one she's actually dating#(at that particular moment it is actually neither of them she's just hanging out with stephen)#diana freed from the shackles of 19th century womanhood creates even more and weirder drama than in canon#idk I just want to see the plot of post captain played out over text message#don't ask me HOW idk HOW i just want it#stephen is a biology major/pre-med obvs. if he can survive organic chemistry#jack is some kind of engineering major. I think he'd enjoy that with the math. diana has changed her major 7 times#(I don't know whether to put jack in rotc. I don't think it Actually actually fits - he's in the navy in canon because he's in the navy#not bc he's Inevitably Military In All Worlds. he would not want to do that if he didn't get to sail#but at the same time I find it hard to picture him not belonging to Discipline somehow.#it's more than a disinterested passion for cleanliness that drives him to wash stephen's mug for him that has had coffee and ramen in it#(and NOT in that order)#in the bathroom sink
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zemnarihah · 23 days
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i think one of the worst feelings in the world is having uncertainty about your living situation it is literally so stressful and there's like... not much i can do right now...
#so k is still planning on moving and may be leaving the 16th of may. but doesn't know for sure. but apparently the apartment she wants says#she has to notify our apartment now that she will be leaving which means we both have to sign something that says she's leaving and i'm#taking responsibility for the lease.... and she doesn't know that she has it yet so she doesn't have someone to move in and take her spot.#i'm trying to get my friends to move in but idk if they will probably not. regardless if k leaves and we don't have anyone then i like#legally have to pay the full rent. i don't think she would leave me hanging like that but also i feel so uncomfortable betting my whole#financial situation on that because i would LITERALLY get evicted. like i cannot afford that under any circumstances. sooo.#and on top of that i'm still so scared that i'll end up with a roommate i don't like. ik that's like not even that big of an issue like i've#had that before and i'll survive but i don't want to have to deal with that like ik im being a baby but i just feel so scared about the#whole thing#like i kind of want to say no to signing the thing but that would screw kate over and definitely blow up our friendship but i really don't#feel like our friendship is in a place where i feel like i can trust her with like. my whole entire bank account and credit score. bc like.#that's what's at risk.#idk i'm gonna talk to her about it and just make sure that there's no other way and make sure that she promises to pay her part of the rent#until someone takes it over. and also probably talk to my parents and see if they're willing to bail me out if she DOES fuck me over... i'm#99.99999% sure she won't but. idkkkk my brain is just nagging me abt that one little chance...
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lonepower · 11 months
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BICKERING
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legolasghosty · 6 months
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Me: Oh yeah, I feel like I'm pretty well adjusted to living on my own.
Also Me: *Getting irrationally upset because there are no normal small spoons for me to eat my breakfast*
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alfi-always-writes · 1 year
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ranting in the tags, to be deleted later, will be sad, please carry on :)
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swashbucklery · 1 year
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Cooking dinner and suddenly gripped with the deep need to see IWTV fanworks inspired by the lyrics and energy of Taylor Swift’s London Boy, @isaidquirky I need you to watch this show so that the random dots my brain keeps connecting are intelligible to another human.
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love having ideas for so many things to write when none of the things are the thing im Supposed to be writing, of which i have actually negative interest in writing
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why did i give lore to the still unwritten smut fic
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lakeeriesaltmine · 2 months
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roommates. bad.
so bad.
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debtsunpaid · 3 months
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klavier about jalla: hi yes i'd like you to meet the alien living in my head, actual spawn of nightmares, my personal devil in hell jallakuntilliokan about klavi: this is the idiot parasitic twin that i would have, if conventionally born, ideally absorbed
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torahtot · 8 months
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literally forgot it was shabbos and tomorrow's gonna be exhausting but we're slaying! i just want classes to start i cant deal w this..
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