the funniest part about ren complaining that false is around whenever he does rp shit with martyn is that this wouldn't have happened if he just SPOKE TO MARTYN. false had to LOCK THEM IN A BOX. and even when she tried to leave them ren was like nooooo falsie where are you doing REN THE CALL IS COMING FROM INSIDE THE BOX. YOU are the clingy one
i wish this fandom weren't so hard to make a standing in. there are like a dozen large artists, a handful of smaller ones, and then everyone else. no one reblogs anything or spreads it, unless one of the larger artists sees your thing and posts it. if you don't get attention from the massive artists, your post is basically dead.
Ren is to False what Jimmy is to Martyn (puppy coded besties), but Ren is also to False what Martyn is to Jimmy (dramatic dumbass) BUT Ren is to Martyn what False is to Ren (devotion) BUT Martyn is to Jimmy what False is to Ren (snarky blonds) BUT Martyn is to Ren what Jimmy is to Martyn (will go along with any bit). I am cracking the code
In an alternate universe we would get this team in early MCC S1 and that would be so cute. The cute devotional snarky besties energy <3
They’re making an alien plant nursery. Trying to slot textures together. Glow lichen, moss, pitcher plants. Twisting stems to create misshapen shapes— uncanny enough for the biome but not discordant. Creating new life forms together with gentle hands and soft giggles.
It’s not her task, but she enthusiastically dives into it anyway. He sets out the canvas, and she fills in the details. He creates the niches that she contently tucks herself into.
He knows he owes her. And he’ll continue to owe her.
But tonight she paints colours over his territory.