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british hermits, most to least normcore, by my own whims (normcore here associated with arranging and participating in social events, often with the lads, and or fitting in at an office dayjob):
grian. he's the most normcore british hermit. they're all strange, but he's the one most likely to be assimilate into the real world. can be imagined going to nandos with the lads (Jimmy, Joel etc.)
falsesymmetry. ok getting weirder. false is a little deranged but she gets things done. you can look at her and assume she's normal and being weird is a hobby for her
stress. stress IS deranged but she does run a fitness channel which decreases her weird points. she's also responsible and prioritizes her children over her minecraft, so I'd trust her with real world responsibilities
rendog. there is something wrong with him (affectionate), but i think he'd get enrichment from being introduced to the lads at spoons
xisuma. he has tried so hard to be normcore that he's fallen out of the other end. this vibe is almost overwhelming in an xisuma stream when you're listening to cleo sigh and go 'oh x'. would perplex the lads at spoons and refuse to eat at nandos
cleo. try and introduce cleo to the lads and they'll dissolve. loner energy. perfectly suited to being online. hermit most likely to understand joe hills. with enough prep will approach the lads like a cat sniffing through the door (and then get involved in a series of death games)
mumbo jumbo. it's quite simple really. redstone whizz who cycled the whole way across europe for fun. mumbo is a special flavour but it's not normcore (idk what it is tho)
zedaph. least normcore. why is he like that? it's wonderful, but why? he perplexes even the gamecode. phenomenal work
Grian three-ish years ago: hey Ren meet my friend Martyn. he plays fortnite
Ren a couple days ago: Martyn, I cannot bear to think of a universe where our souls are not tied. We're the earth and the moon, pulled into continual and unceasing orbit to one another. In your absence I become a lesser man. I will destroy the fabric of the world to bring you along with me, ignore the rules of the game. You will carry my banner, I will carry your soul.
Grian a couple days ago: hey what the hell
Maybe I’m the only one who freaked out about this but bdubs’ last words before his second death made my jaw drop so I. Further dramatized it of course with a comic dfbjdfbksfgfg also I just wanted to draw ren and bigb furious :]
Its like you're still here
ib GOOMYLOID // i miss wild life
More double life soulmates in a silly style!! (^_^)
This thingy . I had fun doin this 🫶
Day 22: RenDog (AKA King RenTheKing)
I meant to post this like an hour ago but I was too focused on my chicken nuggets lol. Anyway here is our lovely (and totally not corrupt) king
Highschool AU Treebark? I guess???
Ren walks into the hall, admiring fans filling the air with compliments. Martyn scowls as he watches from his locker, knowing that none of these people have a chance with Ren, unlike him. Ren’s ‘fake’ smile bursts into a real one as he sees Martyn, face brightening up with joy. Martyn shares the reaction as he shoulders his bag and starts walking to Ren’s side.
“Greetings, my hand, what brings thy beauty to my presence?”
“My lord, I believe thy beauty is far more than mine,” he responded with a smile.
Ren chuckles, “You flatter me,” He says, before turning to see more fans crowd the halls, smiling as he greets them. Martyn stares at the floor, Ren hasn’t made their relationship public yet, fearing his admirers might place threats on Martyn. Martyn thought that was really nice of him but...He wished the girls would leave him alone. Every time someone looked at Ren with those awe-filled eyes, flirting with him, asking to date him, Ren smiling and putting down their offer, always hurt Martyn in a way, always made him doubt their relationship. Could he be declining them because of me? Because he doesn’t wanna hurt my feelings?
“-which is why I need your help, Martyn” Ren says, resting a hand on Martyn’s shoulder, startling him out of his trance.
“Huh-wha-sorry say that again?” Martyn stuttered, very conscious of Ren’s soft hand ever so close to his face.
“I was just saying, I’ve finished my script for my new show, and I was just thinking, I know you are a great actor when it comes to it. Would you like to join me?”
Martyn feels his jaw drop as his brain processes Ren’s offer. Closing it when he realises that it's open. He finds himself unable to speak. “I um.” Martyn stutters when he realises what exactly Ren is asking of him. “Are you sure you want me to act for you?”
Ren’s smile goes wider and Martyn feels his heart flutter at the sight. “You won’t be acting for me! You’ll be acting with me! C’mon dude, it’ll be so fun!”
Martyn finally lets the dopamine settle in at the thought of acting along with the love of his life, and a grin spreads over his face. “Of course I’d love to.”
“I knew you’d say yes.” Ren says, chuckling along with his words. “I’ll send you the script to proofread over as normal. You can choose which guy is more to your liking to act.”
“Uhm yeah sure!” Martyn says as he stops in front of his class door. “Alrighty then, see you next period?”
“You bet my dude.” Ren responds as they fist bump. Ren then walks away backwards, blowing a kiss towards the other. Martyn feels his face flush, before miming to catch it and send it back. Ren chuckles and turns around, walking to his next class. Martyn sighs as he reluctantly pulls his eyes away from his boyfriend and enters the room.
Continuation of My fanfic
Ok ok I know I said that was the end buttt I couldn't help myself
We bought a little cottage on the side of the mountain. It’s good property, with quite a bit of land and for a cheap price too. Jimmy picked up a hobby to plant flowers in every nook and cranny possible. Jimmy has made me promise to not hurt anyone ever again, at least, until the Red emeralds figure out I’ve killed their boss. I like to think that they’ve separated now that Ren’s gone. Jimmy and I are in a relationship now, and I’m thinking about proposing. I blushed at the thought of it. “Scott!” a voice called. “Help, I don’t know how to make food!” Chuckling, I ran towards the sound, to see Jimmy standing with a pan in his hand, its contents burnt. Taking the pan out of his hands I scraped the burnt things off it, “I think we’ll order takeout, it’s a bit late for me to cook now.” Jimmy’s face lightened. “Ok! But I’m ordering!” “Not If I can do it first.” I pulled out my phone, and saw a notification. My eyes widened. Meet me at the HQ tonight.-Ren.
After checking that Jimmy was sound asleep, I walked out of bed, putting a dark cloak over my head. I get into the car and start driving on a road I never thought I would again. Upon arriving, I armed myself with a pistol in each hand, equipping it with silencers beforehand. If things get out of hand and I’ll have to start shooting, I would need to do it quietly. Preparing myself mentally, I took a deep breath, then headed towards the HQ. Walking cautiously, I looked for Ren, careful of any sudden attacks. Then I saw a dark swoosh of a cloak around the corner, I turned then saw myself head to head with my former boss.
“How are you still alive?” I exclaimed, "You died, I saw you drop to the floor, your pulse-Your pulse was GONE, COMPLETELY GONE!” My voice cracked as my mind tried to comprehend what was happening. “I created a serum that can stop my pulse to a heartbeat per hour, I made you think I died, to let you leave me be. Then I used a wood block to stop your bullets from getting to me. I gotta say, That was a pretty good move you used on me. But, you can’t outsmart me.”
“Huh. Like that marvel movie.”
“What Marvel movie?”
“Nevermind.” I raised my pistol. “I’m afraid I have to finish you off.”
“Y’know, I thought you were smarter.” Ren muttered then he whistled.
“What?” I looked around in shock as a billion red dots appeared on me. I see at least 25 agents aiming their guns, the muzzles all pointing at me. Fingers on the trigger, ready to shoot.
“Alright, here’s another deal. You surrender and you don’t have to die. You try to attack and I will call all of these people to pull the trigger. No one would know, no one would even notice you’re gone once I also get rid of your nice little boyfriend as well. What do you say?” Some of the lights flickered, and then I realised that, if these agents were under Ren’s control… “Do you guys really want to do this? To be controlled by a freak? A person that’s using you for his own greed? All you have to do is walk away, and leave, break your trackers and go away. People are dying in these missions!” Soon, the red spots started to fade, some pointing right on Ren’s little forehead. Ren’s smug smile started to disappear, “Now, now, let’s be civil about this! I’ll pay you extra, come on!” When he realised that no one was listening, his smile turned into a frown. “Well, I guess I’ll have to do it myself.” He pulled out his gun, then pulled the trigger. I rolled to the floor, dodging the shot. Suddenly I heard a round of bullets get shot towards me, I raised up a bit of debris, and deflected the shots. I got up and ran into the HQ, looking for somewhere to hide. Running into the vault, I find a rifle, and pick it up. I put the pistols neatly on the floor, putting the ammo in my backpack. I heard footsteps coming towards me, I brought my eye to the magnifier, ready to shoot.
I don’t know why I awoke. But I felt a tingle on my neck as if I knew something was wrong. I turned around just to see Scott not in bed. The bedroom door was open and Scott’s favourite cloak was gone from the closet. I leaped out of bed and saw Scott’s phone on the nightstand, with a message still on the screen. It worried me. That absolute fool was heading towards someone who wanted to kill him and yet he’s charging head on. I had to help, no matter the circumstances. Somehow, somehow Ren survived that shot. We should’ve checked, we-we could’ve done SOMETHING that has prevented this. I got into a car and started driving to the coordinates that his boss left him. I armed myself with a gun and a tranquilliser before getting out. This is going to get messy.
“Where are you Scott? You can’t hide forever, I’ll find you eventually, come out and face me!” Ren’s booming voice echoed the hallways. The sound of his footsteps sounded bigger and bigger as he continued to try to find me. My heartbeat seemed to be 10x louder than it normally was. Soon enough, Ren entered the room, a gunshot was fired and I stood up, ready for a fight. Just to see Jimmy standing next to Ren’s dead body, his fingers trembling on the trigger.
I ran towards Scott as he stood there in shock, his rifle clanking on to the floor as I embraced him. Tears ran down my face as I rested my head on Scott’s shoulders. He recovered and put his arms around me, we stood there for I don’t know how long. I just couldn’t get over the fact that I actually killed someone. I just avenged Tango and yet I just can’t shake the fact that I just commited murder. “Jimmy…I’m sorry I didn’t tell you before I left. I just didn’t want you to get in trouble again, I didn’t want you to die.” Scott’s voice cracked, his own eyes filled with tears. “But I’m glad that’s over now. We’re okay.” I pulled away from the hug. “I guess we have to dispose his body now.” I sniffled, before slapping Scott in the face. “Don’t do that again! You scared me half to death.” Scott rubbed his face, a smile emerged from his face, “Well, it depends if Ren comes back from the dead again.”
“Don’t jinx it.”
“Do I have to bury him?”
“We’ll have a funeral.”
“But it’ll cost too much!” Scott argued.
“We can use the funds from the company to make one?”
“For once something smart comes out of your mouth.”
“Hey! I’m not an idiot here!” I said, as I elbowed him lightly.
Scott chuckled, “Let us get on with it then.”
『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
Rens got fleas, pass it on
Inktober Day 22 Scratchy
Oh no-
Martyns got fleas, pass it on
Pspsps under the cut the short bit of writing I made for this
It's very much a rough draft and there were changes made in the comic but.
Ya know. The thoughts
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"You called for me?"
"Aye. On your knees, me hand"
And Martyn dropped.
Ren took a step forward.
"I have some questions for you, Hand"
Martyn kept his eyes on his King, holding steadfast.
Ren took out his axe. He saw his reflection in its metal.
"Would you kill for me?"
"Yes, my King"
Ren took another step towards Martyn, holding the axe's blade hovering to his Hand's throat.
"Would you die for me, Hand?"
Martyn did not hesitate. He kept his eyes focused on Ren.
"Yes, my King"
Ren kneeled in front of Martyn, the axe pushing more into him.
Martyn would be lying if he said that he wasn't nervous. He'd be lying if he said he was sure that Ren's axe wouldn't be pushed further into him.
Rens voice became low & suffocating.
"Should I desire it, would ye allow your King to behead ye to display it as a trophy of the Red Army?"
Ren was an odd one, Martyn thought.
But that thought was drowned out immensely by the dozens of others spiraling around that head of his. Ones he wouldn't dare admit to a soul out loud.
The axe felt more as a hand closing around Martyn's neck.
With a shaken breath, Martyn still answered.
"Yes, My King."
Though his were obscured, Ren bore into Martyns eyes, searching for hesitation. Uncertainty. Disloyalty.
But his search was unfruitful. And Martyn was unwavering.
Though it was just a few moments, the silence felt like eternity.
Ren lowered the axe, the faintest line of red being drawn away from it.
While he set the weapon onto the stone beneath them, Ren found himself comfort being set into the crook in martyns neck. That faintest of red emitted the metalic scent of blood and Ren could feel Martyns heart pounding like mad.
Martyn could find no words in the silence. Just the hyperawareness of his Kings weight echoing his racing heart. More thoughts had flooded but they would remain as locked away as the rest.
The King breathed in heavily.
"I am beyond honored to have yer loyalty, Martyn."
The Hand breathed out a shallowed sigh.
"The honor is mine to be by your side, Ren."
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I don't know man I tried writing and got possessed by something
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I don't know man I tried writing and got possessed by something
It's clingy etho hours, boys
Also threatening King Ren hours. Can never get enough of that <3
No mask etho? In this economy??
Man the Winter really do be Red huh
More Rendog content you say?
WereRen be upon ye
Inktober Day 21: Bad Dog
"Traitor Scar" rings in my ears relentlessly
Inktober Day 20: Bluff
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
I think Pearl is still a bit bitter.
Inktober Day 17: Salty
My last piece for @hermitshippingbigbang, art for @twodiamondhoes's fic Dirges in the Dark (specifically for chapter 10) That was a fun event to be part of, can't wait to get involved in more stuff like this :D!!!
some happy duos doodles before tomorrow's videos,,
im so scared yall :D
I know this weeks episodes are starting to come out but neither of theirs have yet so I’m counting this as win.
I wanted to make fully rendered pieces for each of the pairs but I also wanted to get them all done before the second week and ran out of time.
[ID: two images both contain loosely rendered hands on a grey background. Image 1: Grian and Scars hands. Grians hand is drawn as if reaching out in anguish, while scar has a thumbs up. They both have a green string tied in a bowline knot. Text reads “Grian and Scar: bowline knot. Relatively secure under tension but tends to slip and come undone when not baring a load. Cannot be tied or untied under tension.” — Image 2: ren and BigB. Their hands are drawn as if about to high five, and ren’s hand is more like a big paw. Both have a green string tied in a basic overhand knot. Text reads “ren and bigb: overhand knot but like, really tight. Incredibly simple, but effective. Just the most basic knot out there”. End ID]
thoughts on soulmates, knot typing metaphors, and design. and also like, some hands i guess.
Here’s the original post explaining the concept
ren 🤝 joel
let me get this b*tches pronouns before i murder them ruthlessly
@theminecraftbee hey dude, so i read this little thing of yours and i got SO Plagued By Images i did this :D
Scar likes to paint the other's nails a lot, mainly because he can do a lot of different patterns for different hermits, especially those with longer nails.
One of his favorite people to paint their nails is Mumbo, mainly since if he puts a dark shiny color, the redstone dust that inevitably gets on Mumbo's hands make the nail polish look even better.
Scar's least favorite person, though he doesn't hate doing their nails, is Rendog. The reason why is because Ren bites his nails, not biting them completely off most of the time, but just softly biting one of his nails when he's thinking, even with the nail polish, which leads to chipping.
Unfortunately, the nail polish doesn't last long before it starts chipping off, with all of the hermits building & gathering materials it's just a matter of time before the nail polish gets ruined. But you know what that means? It means that Scar gets to paint them again! How fun!
If a Hermit comes and asks him for a nail painting, he always finds a way. Cleo's nails mostly gone from an un-lifetime of undeath? Well, he'll just make the remaining ones even prettier then! Jevin doesn't have nails? Well...if he can find some spare gravel nail-ish enough to use, Scar will paint that too. It's much appreciated, and a ton of fun!
~ Mod Shade
rendog and etho doodles as i try to figure out more designs!!
anyone else absolutely loving the new life series? i feel like its not going to last very long though /j
If Bigb and Grian are going to be together, Can I at least have my Ren and Scar team up plz. I love dessert duo, but I want some Ren and Scar action. I know Ren and Bigb are red now, but I just want Ren and Scar to be happy. They can bond together plz.