Hermitcraft Stuff I Guess

Robot Emo (oneshot)

This isn't a songfic but I really love this song and if you don't want to read this, then I suggest you to listen to the song <3

Ship: Renskall
Tw: body negativity
Au: none
Around 720 words

It was the middle of Season 5 and all of the hermits were having a party. The music was loud and the lights were multicoloured and bright. There were confetti poppers that, when shot off, glittered like rainbow stars. This is all good and fun, but today we will be focusing on an emo and their werewolf friend...

Ren and Iskall were sitting outside of the stuffy base, chatting with each other. If you were to look at them, you wouldn't expect that the two were friends. There was a boy wearing a bright red shirt with cargo shorts. He had many bracelets on his arm, necklaces on his throat, and earrings on his ears. His hair was short and used quite a bit of gel to style.

Then there was Iskall. They always wore an obnoxious lime green hoodie, black skinny jeans, and platform boots. Their hair was dyed black and was always a mess. It was long and hung in front of their left eye. Ren had never seen both of their eyes at the same time, but he had a scheme.

There was glitter on Iskall's head and Ren was going to brush it out, making sure to move it away from their eye.
He reached over and gently grasped their chin, making them face him. Iskall's face tinted pink and Ren leaned in. He picked some confetti out of their hair and swiftly brushed it from in front of their eye. He was in shock.

"You have a robot eye?!" Ren admired. Iskall blushed and turned away.

"You jerk! Why would you do that?" They were more embarrassed than upset.

"Ooh! Are you gonna take over the world?"
"Shut up, dude!"
"Beep beep boop~"
"You're awful." At this point Ren was dying of laughter. Iskall was vibrant red and looked like they were going to commit manslaughter.

"Aww, I'm just joking around. You know I wouldn't hate you for such a small reason."

"I know, but it's still embarrassing." Ren immediately stopped laughing and looked at them with concern.

"Why?" His voice was gentle.

"I don't really know. It's just something I'm self conscious about. That's why I wear this stupid sweatshirt. It distracts from my ugly face." Ren bit his lip and the corners of his mouth fell.

"But I like your face. It's beautiful." Iskall's eye widened and teared up. "Here, let's go to my base real quick."

(Tiiiime skip)

By the time they made it to Rendog's base, Iskall was sobbing. They couldn't comprehend how someone could ever care about them, even after knowing about their eye, but here they are, having their hair brushed and pulled into a bun. Ren gave them a dark green shirt, a black vest, and a pair of shorts to change into. He figured they would be more comfortable in that instead of a hot sweatshirt and long pants in the middle of summer. They looked in a mirror. Iskall wasn't that happy with the colour of their dyed hair now that it was in a bun. The dull black clashed with the metal on their body and the tear stains that rested on their rosy cheeks didn't help much either. They decided to wipe them away. Ren noticed.

He looked at Iskall and smiled. Not out of pity or embarrassment, he didn't fake it or force it out, but it came from love. It hit them like a bus. Iskall finally felt loved. It was amazing. Their face flushed, they smiled wide. They wanted to make everyone else feel this good, starting with Ren. They locked eyes with the man in red and tugged on his shirt collar, pulling him to their level.

"Are you ok with this?" The swede asked.

"Of course." Their lips collided and it was everything the two could have asked for. They knew that what they had was something very few could achieve, and they couldn't be happier. They pulled away oh so hesitantly. Iskall looked up at Ren and felt tears well up in their eye again.

"Thanks for loving me."

All bodies are beautiful <3