Happy Pride from my fave bi x lesbian duo

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Happy Pride from my fave bi x lesbian duo
love is in the air? wrong. evil skull
there desperately needs to be a separate option to report ads for hijacking your touch screen or automatically launching your browser/app store the moment you scroll past it. "malicious" is not a strong enough word. i need the "go fuck yourself and die in a pit of boiling acid x10000" option
Excerpt from Remastered IIWY
I'm rewriting IIWY from scratch, and so I thought I'd drop the opening lines to the new prologue here. Enjoy!
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The beach is bare and still. A full moon beams over the glassy ocean, and the hushed tide creeps up the shore hour by hour. Up the strand is a large, jagged outcrop, tall enough that the two girls sitting on opposite sides—Ryu Rumi and Choi Zoey— were hidden from one another. Fate has placed them here, and when they are soon separated, fate will bring them together again. But until then, neither will forget this night.
Zoey remembers this as a fond, happy ache. She finds it in the space between wake and sleep, when she tucks her hands under her pillow and curls her legs to her chest. And when she wakes, she finds it in the lack it leaves in all that is familiar.
Rumi remembers this as one remembers a dream from years ago. She finds it as though borrowed or stolen from a parallel life. Yet, when the memory brushes up against her like the feathers of a small bird, it leaves her with a tenderness, and it slips away as sand through her fingers.
Ch5 of TSD up!
Link is here! Enjoy, and comments are always appreciated!
Excerpt from Ch.5 of TSD
Soft little thing:
(Mira races up the windswept slope with Rumi and Zoey, laughing and panting. Rumi reaches the top first and gloats. "Told'ya I'm the fastest!" Mira and Zoey tie. Mira grunts and resists the urge to heave. "Whatever. This is stupid anyway." Zoey flashes a braces-bright smile and laughs. "Wow. I'm gonna be the slowest Hunter ever."
The trio collapses on the grass. "Six years until we debut," Rumi says, and Mira is jealous that it doesn't sound like she even needed to catch her breath. "That's plenty of time for you all to catch up to me!" Mira can hear that she's teasing, but it still strikes a nerve. She sits up to say something she'll regret later, but when she looks over and sees Rumi and Zoey—Rumi's sly, stupid smirk, and Zoey's sweat-pricked face, flyaways clinging to her damp forehead, the hotness in her chest evaporates. She lays down and scoots closer to them.)
Fic idea: AU where the girls are chess grandmasters
Context: They're playing in a series of high-level tournaments where there's significant prize money.
Mira and Rumi have ~history.~ This, plus their competitive rivalry creates tension. (Rumi's the highest rated player in the world, and Mira's a close second).
Zoey is an up-and-coming talent and is competing in high-level tournaments for the first time.
Zoey gets a crush on both of them, duh.
Rumi's kind of a jerk, though.
Mira views Zoey as a way to "get back" at Rumi and knock her out of the winning spots.
I'm sure there's a nice happy ending in there somewhere tho :]
the first line came to me and the rest kinda followed lol - just a noodle, ~600 words
Zoey dreams in English.
The girls know this because she often talks in her sleep, nonsensical phrases about turtles and rainbows that made Rumi and Mira giggle during their trainee days whenever they’d nap in the shade of the trees to escape the summer heat. They'd ask her questions, silly things like math problems and hypotheticals, both - what's five moose multiplied by five geese? what would the world be like if dolphins could fly? - and then have to smother their laughter at Zoey's mumbled replies. They're careful not to actually pry, to give her time to share what she wants, when she wants, when she's awake.
Nowadays, when she does, it's to Rumi and Mira's faces, and this morning is no different, but the level of fondness is too much for Zoey to handle first thing out of her dreams. She hides her face in her pillow and whines. "Did I say something again?"
Gentle fingers comb through her hair. "You were very cute," she hears from her left, hears an accompanying snicker from her right. Pouts and strikes out - grins when she makes contact, at the satisfying smack and the hiss she gets for her efforts.
Frowns when she feels a tug on her ear. "Zoey."
She pouts further and burrows blindly into Rumi's arms. "It's you guys' fault for talking to me while I'm sleeping. What am I supposed to do - not answer?" Feels a soft laugh shake Rumi's chest, knows without looking that Mira's rolling her eyes.
"You could at least tell me what I said," Zoey continues plaintively. "Or what you guys asked me." Yelps when her cheek is pinched; kicks out instinctively; misses.
"Mira."
"It's her fault for being so cute," Mira says, pitching her voice up in an annoyingly good imitation of Zoey: "What am I supposed to do - not bully her?"
Zoey whines, trying to hide in Rumi's shirt. Tries not to sigh when those strong arms squeeze her tightly. "Hm. That's true - what is a maknae if not for bullying?"
"Hey -!" Zoey's yelp dissolves into giggles when the hands pressed against her back shift from reassurance to tickling her waist, turns into shrieks when two more hands join in.
(What Zoey doesn't know is that while they still ask her silly things - like, how would you make a rainbow into a bucket hat? or, which type of turtle would look cutest in rainboots? - Rumi and Mira spend most of their time now asking her questions that are less for Zoey to answer and more for her to understand - truths that have yet to fully land and take root: You know we love you, right? How did you make yet another song that is just as amazing as you? Did you know you're perfect just the way you are?)
They relent, eventually, ending up in a floppy, breathless pile amidst the tangled sheets. Rumi nuzzles into Zoey's stomach as Mira curls around them both.
"The most bullied maknae," Zoey huffs in complaint, a full pout on her face.
"The most loved," Rumi corrects with a kiss to Zoey's sternum; smiles when she feels Zoey's posturing melt away.
"The most adored," Mira adds as she combs through Zoey's wild hair and plants her own kiss there. "The most treasured."
"The most cherished."
"The most precious."
"The most -"
"Okay! Okay, geez, enough with thesaurus time," Zoey covers her burning face with her hands and tries to squirm away. Rumi and Mira just hold on tight as they exchange a fond glance. (They know what they'll be telling her the next chance they get; that the next time Zoey falls asleep, they'll make sure to speak in the language of her dreams.)
Mira portrait practice
Incorrect K-pop demon hunters quotes part 88
she kpop on my demon til i hunt her version
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Ch 4 of TSD up!
Link here! Enjoy! < 3
Ch. 4 of TSD teaser
Hey all! Semester is all wrapped up, so I'm back to writing TSD. Should have 4 done by end of week! Here's a little teaser from one point in the chapter!
Link to story here.
"Fuck your 'offer.'" She grabs a fistful of Gwi-ma's shirt and slams him into the wall. The point of her shin-kal meets his skin. His flesh smokes at the touch, and he winces. "You almost took everything from me. I should kill you right here."
"You should."
Zoey tightens her grip on the handle.
"So why don't you?"
She grits her teeth, and Gwi-ma flashes a yellow smile. "I know why."
"Why?" she growls.
"Because," Gwi-ma pinches the tip of her shin-kal and moves it away from his neck. "I'm not her."
Imagine Mira, Rumi, and Zoey on hiatus. Zoey is insistent they watch more turtle videos, which Mira and Rumi of course say yes.
While they are watching the videos, Zoey is rambling about different turtle facts and giving even more in depth explanations than the video. After all, she’s been obsessed with turtles since she was a toddler.
Meanwhile, Mira and Rumi are hardly paying attention to the videos. They are too distracted by Zoey. The way her eyes light up, her huge smile, and her voice going a mile a minute about all the different turtle facts.
After some time, Zoey notices Mira and Rumi just staring at her. She’s feels disheartened, because maybe she was being too much again.
But it’s actually the opposite.
“What?” Zoey questions. “Why are you staring at me? Do you not like the videos?”
Rumi immediately scoots closer to Zoey, grasping her hand. “No, baby. That’s not it at all. We’re just…distracted by you.”
Zoey’s brow furrows. “Distracted how?”
Mira smiles gently. “When you talk about turtles, your eyes light up and sparkle, and your smile is so broad and bright that it could power a whole city. Your cute rambles and how squeaky your voice gets when something exciting happens is probably the cutest thing ever. Just watching you be so happy makes it a little hard to focus on the videos.”
Zoey immediately bursts into happy, overwhelmed tears. Still smiling broadly, with tears flowing down her cheeks. Mira and Rumi cuddle and hug her, telling her that she’s everything to them and they will never let her believe she’s too much. She is perfect for them, and they are perfect for her.
For so long, Zoey was always told she talks too much, that she needs to shut up about turtles for one second. She never thought anything would change that, until Mira and Rumi.
Zoey knows they would give her the world.
Cute and Savage Zoey! 🗡️✨
Beauty in the Mundane
a smile that knows we love you
rrrrrrrrrrrumi!