Happy (very Belated) Moth Day!! Hehe

Ren 🩸

Renren <3

I have so much homework, but I can't help but draw something 😤

FINALLY drew ren!! (big boobs real 💖)

⋆˚࿔ 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ren x GN!reader

mdni !! / 14dwy x reader / 14 days with you / dominant leaning reader / sfw / ren belongs to @14dayswithyou

•ଓ.° ren sits patiently on your bed as he waits for you to come back into your room. he waits and waits and waits, until you request a favor.

Ren sits patiently in your bedroom, waiting for you to return from the kitchen.

You had gone to grab something with zero explanation. The simple “be right back” you’d shot at him before you left the room oddly made his chest a bit heavy.

It wasn’t that he was afraid of you not returning, this was your own apartment after all.. unfortunately.

They obviously just want to spend as much time with you as possible.

But if you were to ask him to sit, he’d stay.

Ren glances up at the ceiling, the blank popcorn-like texture above leaves him visualizing your stunning figure peering over him, just as it was not even five minutes ago. Your hand rests gently on his shoulder, patting it softly as he sits comfortably on the plush mattress.

“Wait here, ren” you beam, before lifting your hand off of them.

Peering up at you from such an angle left him completely breathless every single time. You looked so.. in control.

Like you knew exactly how easily he'd listen.

His eyes, glazed over and glossy, widen in surprise once he overhears something loud fall to the ground from the room you stand in.

*THUD*

He rushes his way into the kitchen stumbling over your furniture a bit. Ren locks eyes with yours as he wails, “Are you okay?!”

You smile at the man down the hall, arms extended into one of the cupboards above. “I’m fine honey,” you chuckle breathlessly, “thank you.”

Ren swiftly makes his way over to where you stand, peering down at the ground to see exactly what caused the all the ruckus.

A large box, toppled over to its side lays on the floor beside your feet. Partially opened, Ren has full sight of the contents inside.

The box is filled to the brim with dishes, wrapped in rough paper to prevent them from breaking.

Glancing over once more, their gaze immediately diverts onto your legs. How your calves tighten as you balance on your toes, extending your fingers, desperately attempting to reach the box. He felt a bit bad watching you struggle so much, but he just couldn’t get enough of you.

“Ugh!” you grunt, finally slamming your heels on the floor. Sighing in defeat, you against the counter to catch your breath for a moment, eyes suddenly shooting open as they dart over to Ren.

“Heyy... you’re tall! Would you mind helping me get this box down up here?” you say with a smile, mentally beating yourself up for not asking him sooner.

Darting their gaze upward, Ren shyly looks at the box you were pointing at, a little afraid of getting caught staring where he was.

“Of course.”

Shifting closer to you, Ren practically traps you with his body. He’s not crushing you by any means, he’s never even imagine doing so, but his tall figure restraints your movements, towering over your smaller body.

A hand rests against the rim of the counter, their thumb grazing the side of your hip. He extends his other arm above you, chest appearing closer and closer to your face the more he leans, the scent of faint mint fulfilling your nostrils.

You can practically hear his heart hammering through his ribcage.

You grin.

Gently grabbing at his elbow, you put a halt to his movement.

Peering down at you, Ren fears that he’d done something wrong. Maybe he'd gotten too ahead of himself? He just wanted to help out. and—

“Not like that, Ren.” you speak with a shake of your head.

He slumps his risen arm, resting his two hands on both sides of your body.

“Can you lift me?” you softly utter, your index finger grazing the hem of their cardigan.

He jerks, mouth agape as his heavy eyes settle on your lips.

“Of course. A-anything for you.”

Bright-eyed, you pat at your thighs, signifying the way you want to be lifted. Ren nearly explodes at the look you’re giving him.

They lowers themself on one knee for an easier arrangement, yet again met with your smiling face above him.

The vision of you earlier appears before him once more. Breathtaking.

You relish in having him beneath you, so pretty and obsessive, and Ren wouldn’t have it any other way.

His low, lovestruck eyes glance down at the waistband of your shorts.

Giggling, you circle around him and place one of your legs on his shoulders. His heart nearly leaps out of his throat at the warm contact of your thighs.

You then place your other leg atop him, wiggling around his neck to secure yourself.

Their heartbeat practically blasts throughout their ears as their cheeks flush a bright pink.

Body hot to the touch, Ren’s layers of clothing don’t make him any cooler. His fingers twitch and ache as he holds you steady in place with both hands, pressing your legs even closer to his face. Your plush thighs feel all the more comfortable against his hot cheeks.

He hopes you feel how hot his face is. He hopes you understand just how much he’d do for you. He hopes you realize how much he cares. How much he loves you.

He wants to rest you on the couch, his head between your legs as he gets lost in his bottomless obsession with you.

But he can’t.

He has to wait just a little while longer.

After all, he is a patient man.

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New ren/redacted fanart bc I love him 😭

Sick Nasty

Rendacted is (love) sick who cares if it's cute and weird get him to a doctor!!! Kinda drabble. GN reader.

14 Days With You is an 18+ Yandere Visual Novel. MINORS DNI

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You wanted to surprise your boyfriend early in the morning to get breakfast, but he didn't answer the door. He hadn’t responded to your text messages either. So you simply used the key he’d given you months ago to let yourself in. But instead of finding him awake and distracted by something else, a concerning sight greeted you in his bedroom.

[REDACTED] was splayed out face down on one side of his mattress, in an unusually deep sleep. His tank top had ridden up a little, exposing his lower back. One tattooed arm dangled off the edge of the bed, while the other was slung over a body pillow—decorated with a particular sweatshirt you hadn't seen in a while. That didn't actually concern you too much. What did, however, was the strange halo of plushies and more of your clothes stacked around his head. Several hoodies, another sweatshirt, and some sweatpants that you'd left for whenever you were staying the night encircled his dark hair like a summoning ritual.

You looked down at him with mixed feelings, but silently pulled out your phone anyway. "At least I have evidence of your crimes now," you hummed while snapping a few photos. Once that was taken care of, you bent down and shook his shoulder. He felt surprisingly hot. 

He mumbled and rolled onto his side, disturbing his shrine. His blue eyes were clouded as he roughly pushed his messy bangs back. He sucked in a breath before giving you a tired smile. "Oh, Angel? G'morning," he yawned. As he sat up and stretched, he looked down at the clothes and stuffed animals strewn across his sheets. It took a moment for his eyes to widen a fraction, as if he wasn't quite sure he was awake yet. "Shit. I can explain."

You ignored him and grabbed both his cheeks, worriedly studying his face. He immediately drifted into careful silence at your touch, eyelids fluttering closed. His skin felt like it was on fire. There was a light sheen of sweat on his forehead. And despite just waking up from what must've been a coma, he looked exhausted, the bags under his eyes far worse than usual.

A frown pulled at your lips. "You're sick."

"I was going to wash them," your tired boyfriend mumbled in a hazy voice, his head falling forward slightly. "The scent just helps me sleep—"

"I'm not talking about my clothes, you thief. You have a fever,” you emphasized and pulled away, standing back up. He whined in disapproval, leaning forward to follow your retreating hands. You held still so he’d calm down before continuing, “Do you have any medicine here? I’ll have to go to the pharmacy if not.” 

“I don’t think so. ‘Can go with you.” He weakly tugged you close and pressed his head against your stomach.

“No.”

You felt him groan into your shirt, “I’ll wait in the car.”

“You can wait in your bed.”

“Angel, please. Y'hurting me.” He squeezed a little tighter, but you knew it’d be much easier than normal to get out of his grip.

Even so, you relented with a fake sigh. Letting him have his way at the moment would hopefully make him more agreeable later. “I can just get it delivered. Scoot over,” you demanded and gently nudged him. He excitedly moved away to make room as you crawled onto the covers. You made a point of gathering all your clothes into a pile at one corner of the bed. They’d have to be dealt with later. “Since you’re sick, I won’t take these back just yet.”

[REDACTED] innocently smiled—without even a hint of shame—but didn’t say a word. Instead, he draped himself over your lap to relish in his victory. You sat back and scrolled through your phone to place the delivery order. It didn't take long.

“We’ve got 20 minutes. Can you try to be a bit more reasonable by then?” you asked and dropped your phone to the side. You busied yourself with his hair, threading through the dark strands as he closed his eyes.

He barely mumbled a ‘hmm’ in response, much too content with your fingers massaging his scalp. Unfortunately for his immune system (and your legs), he had no intentions of getting out of your lap.

Ravendacted?!

nerd

In honor of 14 days with you, 5th day... Here's a drawing of Ren/(REDACTED). Honestly I love him so much and I'm definitely gonna do more fanart of him soon <333

hades x arcane crossover ⭐️