Heyo Heyo I'm Alren, Awl/Ren also both work, Ey/Its, 18+ (I don't get more specific then that), Writer, Artist, Bastard Extraordinaire. remember to be nice to yourself. COM OPEN, SEE PINNED i cannot physically do fundraisers from my asks I'm sorry, I don't have the follower count you would need either.
Heyo Eyo, I’m Alren-Ki, or Ren for short, I’m a 18+ nonbinary artist and writer known for vast acts of hubris and generally being really friendly, I use ey/em and it/its pronouns.
I don't mind like/reblog spam but if your gonna give me Three splits Worth of Notifications I'd appreciate it if you at least Touched some of my art posts, ya know?
I run a Discord server for the game Star Trek Online thats always open and up to welcoming a new face or two, so if your interested here’s the post talking about it : [Starred Wreaks STO Server]
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My general rambly post tag is Awled Rens Rambles
Art Tag is Awled Ren Draws
"Why'd you tag that Nsft?"
I use that tag exclusively to keep my friend and mutual out of trouble honestly
This blog does not believe in exclusionism of any kind, be it Queer, Ace, Kink or System, however engaging directly in discourse is not something I will do. If you try and bring discourse up to me all you will get is a swift block.
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Click here for part 1! For the record, I'm defining "later No Evil" as post ep 18, once the series becomes plot-heavy.
Madness
We first see hints of this theming with the asylum, but the repeated motif of a clock ticking to represent madness (seen in A Good Deal and Blackwell) makes this theme a transmogrified version of the time theme, rather than a fully unique one. However, this theme centers around Corn: his guilt causes him to split in two. Corn gets admitted to the asylum, and thus his sense of self and autonomy disintegrate; however, this shows up in smaller ways, with the "mad" people being lumped in with perfectly sane native people. Who decides who's sane, and who's mad? What metric means you deserve freedom? Which brings us to...
Colonization
This is the big one. The how "spirits relate to villages" theme has transmogrified into a colonization theme. Now, there's a big city, with different technology, and people from far away, and things are different in the city. While spirits have always represented the land, now spirits are indigenous-coded, and likewise, native human characters feel the same boot on their necks: one of conformity and suppression. This colors pretty much every theme subsequently, and is so overarching discussing it in full is rather difficult, but I have a bite sized analysis available here.
Something I haven't touched on yet is Briarwood House and What You Want. The railroad spike and gears, surrounded by aliens, seems a pretty apt visual representation of colonization. The story is an old one, and plays out the same: Once upon a time, some men from far away came with ships and railroads and tore up the land, and things were never the same. Exploring this idea when working with an American folkloric medley setting is a good thing, and certainly the tasteful one. But all this brings us to...
Free Will
What is a colonizing force but one that suppresses the will of the people being colonized? One can't bring up Corn's treatment in the asylum without bringing up that his free will is trampled: He has no ability to do what he wants in Blackwell. Likewise, Ichabod has spent most of his life bent to Hollow's (the colonizing force's) will, rather than his own, so when asked what he wants, he falters. The story keeps building up to the Blue Tezcatlipoca, whose domain is free will, but we're not there yet... someday!
Honorable mentions: Family/generational inheritance and Desire
This one is a little less central, but there if you're looking. Despite all current spirit characters (save Corn) being adults, Xochipilli refers to them as 'kids'; in spite of their immortality, spirits sort themselves into generational categories even after they're grown. Likewise, powerful objects split into less powerful pieces with each generation: the mirror, the fork's spells, even shamanism (the three triplets vs the singular(?) Corn.) Family ties come up, too, with Amaroq being a father figure to Charles and Kitty a mother to Corn.
Meanwhile, wanting and desire show up a few times. Now, any character-driven story is driven by what characters want, so some of this is simply how stories function - apt, in a story about stories. And again, these desires sometimes come at the expense of someone else, which brings us back to the free will theme...
As a final note, the family/generation theme strikes me as one of the few truly consistent throughlines in No Evil, as the story largely loses interest in its earlier thematic ideas and explores these new ones. Not bad, just different.
I relate to what a hot fucking mess he is and I want to lick batteries with him. Also I’m making a new outfit for my art doll of him for the fall season bc I want to take some very sleepy hollow pics of him this October.
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I've seen people making teasers for their comics every year, so... is it okay if I do something like that for my NE fancomic? You can try to guess which line is whose quote!
"erm actually this thing you said you experienced, where doctors treated you wrong, is illegal!!" Do you understand that medical malpractice is a real thing and not just a plot device from House MD. You get that, right. Right??
My personal headcanon for Ash Ketchum has always been that regardless of if his dream ever came true he'd never truly stop traveling and learning. Because despite "becoming a pokemon master" being his goal if you actually sit down and watch like Any episode of Pokemon the thing that always holds true is his curiosity and desire to learn everything he possibly can related to pokemon. And he'll try anything to! He did contests and the battle frontier. He'd do those silly little shows with Serena if they'd let him.
So I like to imagine him continuing on in life as this nomad who people don't automatically recognize as anyone important ya know? Just this goofy guy going from place to place always lending a helping hand and hes got a cute lil pikachu on him. And hes often lost somewhere with a friend just exploring the woods to see if he'll find anything cool. Ya know, as hes always been, but older now. And its only once hes drifted once more do you maybe stumble into an article on the pokeweb about him and are like... that guy??
there’s a dedicated ashandpikachuspotter account somewhere on some social media. You tag a photo or search for a term and boom, there’s pics of this guy. this dude. this man. with his pikachu. and it’s thousands of strangers from across the globe coming on line to talk about some stranger that they met briefly and then never saw again. they’ve compiled their stories and their approximate locations and mapped his journey from continent to continent, a long snaking pathway that spans decades and thousands of miles. He’s apparently one of those Kanto kids that the government let just drop out of school. Its working out very well for him.
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i know we’re both just messing around pretending to be whole but look at me. if the train was coming would you move. if the ground was falling from under your feet would you even notice or would it just be another tuesday for you. if somebody stabbed you could it hurt worse than you already do. what i’m saying is that i love you but i think we both drive over the speed limit when it’s raining. what i’m saying is that i want to hold your hand and i understand about how you sometimes have to sit down in the shower. what i’m saying is that i’m here for you and if the train comes please move.
i wrote this 7 years ago, somehow. every day someone else finds it and whispers to me - oh, i understand this. something always turns in the wash of my stomach: i am so, so glad you feel seen. i wish you had no idea what this post was about.
i wrote this while working in a program for new writers. on wednesdays, two of the teachers would be contractually obligated to read our writing aloud to the group of 300+ teens. i had never read my work in public before. i had something like 6k poems and was panicking about it. none of them are good enough. sometimes the train is howling. it is hard, actually, sometimes, even as an adult.
and then i thought - what is one thing i wish i could tell all of them. each of these 300 kids. what did i need to hear, at 16?
i wanted to tell them about the day you wake up, and the sun feels warm finally. i wanted to tell them about carving a life out of soapstone, your hands turning bloody. i wanted to tell them that sometimes yes - it actually does feel easy. i wanted to tell them about weddings and cookie dough and long road trips. about albums of new music and old friends laughing and the sound of snow falling.
you will learn the pattern of the train. you will learn to close your eyes when you hear the engine rumbling. you will learn to let yourself have the grey days in their lily-soft numbness. sometimes it will feel like life is wet paint, and god has smeared your canvas across a sewer grate. sometimes it will be so boring it isn’t even pronounceable - the tenacious, soundless blankness. survival isn’t just ugly nights and wild mornings. it is also the steady, unimportant moments. it is just driving with your seatbelt on. it is calling a friend on the way home. it is burying your face into the fur of your dog.
when i had finished reading this poem aloud, the auditorium was silent for a solid minute. someone stood up to take a picture of where it had been projected onto a screen, and then three more people followed the action, and then - like a bad internet story, people remembered they were supposed to be clapping. kids came up to me after it - thank you for writing that. i think i hear a train coming.
i would write this differently now, i think, but it has been 7 years. i still live by the tracks. i also haven’t picked up a blade in over 10 years. the scars are still there, but these days i only pick up scissors to cut my hair. i know why you can’t tell your mom about it. i know how the numbness slips over everything, a restless horrible cotton. i know how when you dropped the dish, you weren’t crying about the broken glass. i know about feeling like all the roads have closed their exits, that you aren’t supposed to still-be-here - and yet.
i am still here, and still yours, and i haven’t forgotten. what i’m saying is if any hope is calling to you - i know it’s hard, but you have to listen. i’m saying keep driving, but slow down the car. sit down in the shower, i’m not judging you. we can stay in the dark with the good hot water and do nothing but stare. notice the stab wound. make it through another tuesday.
i know what it is like to miss yourself. do what you need to. come home to me. i am writing to you, my past self, from the future. i’ll be waiting for you.
For these who don’t know: The restaurant she worked at closed down but she left before that and opened her own bakery, that’s apparently very successful!
She has a youtube channel where she shares recipes and cooking advice!
ever since i was a little girl i knew i wanted to deny location sharing and turn off personalized ads and reject all non-essential cookies and not set up siri and face ID
-become furiously angry over what seems to be small things
-hit a self destruct button over and over again
-lose all sense of reality
-becoming straight up unable to communicate
-view every situation as life or death
-experience delusions/become vulnerable to irrational worldviews
-perceive hostility where none exists
-become extremely nauseous and/or throw up
-stop engaging in sleeping/eating/basic hygiene
-stop processing sensory input
-process way too much sensory input all at once
-lash out at others/themselves
-and more!
being able to recognize when a human (ie. you or another person) is so stressed out they cannot think clearly is VERY important for conflict resolution and diffusing emotional crisis. highly recommend trying to train yourself at being able to recognize that state of panic- there is a point in which logic and rationality is useless and you have to address the underlying emotional issue first. knowing that saves everyone a lot of pain and struggle.
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I was 12 when the first of my siblings was born, so I have very vivid memories of the way my mother was excluded from a lot of spaces because people find children annoying.
If you think "children should not be allowed in this space," you HAVE TO reckon with the fact that you are now excluding parents (and very often women specifically) who don't have access to childcare. You are isolating people who are poor, or rural, or single parents, or any number of other factors that might prevent someone from having on-demand childcare. You are cutting them off from being able to exist in public. You are denying parents and children the ability to fully participate in society.
My mom spent several years only leaving the house to buy groceries or take me to school, and even then, people would still come up to her to complain TO HER FACE about how she shouldn't bring a crying toddler to Walmart. Entitled strangers would literally try and demand that my mom leave and come back without the kids.
"Why can't your husband watch them?" Because he was at work, usually working extreme amounts of overtime so we didn't get evicted, because landlords don't like it when you stop paying rent.
"Why can't you send them to daycare?" Because that costs money.
"Why can't your teenager stay home with them and babysit?" Because I also deserved to be able to leave the house for something other than school, and taking me to the grocery store was how my mom taught me to manage a household budget, shop sales, and meal plan.
"Don't bring your kid in public if you can't CONTROL them and make them stop crying!" Kids cry when they're upset, and being dragged around a store is upsetting! Don't be an asshole! Children are human beings who are still learning how the world works, and they don't have a lot of agency. You'd cry, too.
"Spank them until they learn to stop crying!" That's just straight-up child abuse, Jesus Christ.
What the fuck was our family supposed to do? Never go to the grocery store? Starve because strangers couldn't handle a toddler existing in public?
