Ellamay~Rain

📖☕🌧🎧

[dremenec]

“Are you telling Rumi about Honmoonlight Cafe?” Mira looks over the both of them as she returns, setting three drinks on the table—a lemon-lime soda for Zoey, a milk soda for Rumi, and a sports drink for herself.

Play dumb.

Play dumb.

“What’s that?” Rumi closes her eyes briefly and sends a silent thanks to the moon for the fact that she’s wearing a face mask, or else her strained smile would’ve given her away in a heartbeat.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[princington]

idk au where zoerumi's son wanders up to mira during an interview and steals their hearts that night

[princington]

"How about getting us out of here?"

[troglodytepixieeater]

Cerise “Berry" Deschamps- MC for @thelonelyshore-if

Age: 23

Gender: Cisgender Women

Romance: ♥︎ Perri Loveless ♥︎

Height: 5'0

Job: Podcaster

Powers: clairvoyance 🔮

Zodiac Sign: Scorpio

Favorite Color: Pink

Sexual Ortination: Pansexual 🩷💛🩵

Description: Cerise Deschamps is a short woman with straight chin-length ash blonde hair worn in a bob, ivory skin, and green eyes.

《STYLE》

《STATS》

❤️ Genuine

💙 Friendly

❤️ Timid

💙 Reckless

💙 Believer

📖 High Smarts Skill

😃 High Charisma Skill

👻 High Weird Skill

😌 Average Composure Skill

🐍 Low Cunning Skill

💪 Low Tough Skill

《Notes/Facts》

- Cerise was a film major in college; however, she dropped out when she got into podcasting.

- fluent in French

- her best friend is Willow

- went through an emo phase in middle school

- One of their favorite childhood memories besides the lake house is sneaking into her little brother's room and reading him a bedtime story.

- Her first girl crush was Velma from Scooby Doo.

- She hogs the whole bed.

- was a band kid (a flute player)

- Willow and her grandparents are French on her dad's side, and they made visits to France every year. Cerise was very close to her grandmother.

- Favorite season is spring.

- has a weakness for blueberry pie (how she got her nickname)

- thinks old black and white films are sexy

- used to bring a Ouija board to school in case she needed to communicate with the dead.

- is a fan of cooking and baking

- Very good with kids and wants them one day.

- Has never had sex or a partner before (Perri would be her first)

- Will speak French with Perri during sex because that is the only way she can do dirty talk

[ellamay-rain]

good job op

[dremenec]

Fanart of 'Pull me to the ground' by SomethingLikeSawyer

Context to those who didn't read (GO READ IT!!!):

Zoemira pick up Rumi at a bar, and in a later chapter are comparing their checklists of preferences and kinks for future hookups.

Rumi as a character is pathologically ignorant to her own needs and is very confused by the concept of partners checking if she's okay after hours of making her beg and cry

[dem0nic-child]

Can you guys give me ideas for my Timelooper Rumi AU (where they remembered the timeloops while Rumi is oblivious that they remember ALL of it. All the times she crashed out, died, got hurt, became insane, demonic, manipulative, cocky, etc etc?)

Specifically ideas on how previous loops ended. Any. Like, maybe that there was a loop where Rumi was a lot more quiet but died getting her throat cut, maybe there was one where she got thrown into the outer corner of a wall head-first, maybe a dokkaebi's club got her, maybe ZoeMira or even Celine stabbed her to put her out of her misery.

Unreliable Narrator Rumi with angst in ZoeMira's POV :3

[retinaofthemindseye]

[gnawing-suspicion]

[eyexsight]

a little preview of an upcoming chapter :) rumi can be a little scary. as a treat

Rumi hums and the sound falls somewhere between grinding rocks and birdsong. “In the dark. It’s cold.” Rumi bobs her head, satisfied with her own answer. Her patterns pulse, vibrant magenta. “In the quiet, it calls. I feel it beneath my skin, a rot that eats away at my fickle flesh. I swallow knitted bones and digest a future that I can’t have. Do you understand?” The room sits in shadow. Rumi’s eyes shine a brilliant yellow from the end of the bed. She hunches carefully and watches them in the cold light of her patterns. Fangs click together, clck clck clk, as she talks—a heavy breath falls from her lips and she goes quiet again.

[knockoffclockwork]

his cub

technically from my fic/au but i also just wanted to draw these two

[casualshardlegion]

[danger-honey]

🟣💥🚌

@tenderlumberjack

[rainyzzel]

cop!rumi x lawbreaker!zoemira PART 5/?

worth the wait???? it's been months.. college is still kicking my ahh🥀🥀🥀

[rainyzzel]

+ last page. tumblr hav 10 limit pic in posting lmaoaoao

[princington]

bean shaped bean

[jamtris]

list of things to yap about in the citrus tree fic (most are from the recent chapter) just so i can remember what i want to say… I WANTED TO YAP TONIGHT BUT I HAD HOMEWORK

-celine being a better mom to zoemira than rumi + celine/rumi flashbacks

-rumi

-rumi and mira in the garden

-rumi still hating her smile despite mira’s best attempts at changing her mind

^rumi hating herself in general

-how complicated celine is

-rumi

-all the stuff revolving around the sunflowers (I LOVE WOODY)

-rumi not being told “i love you” since she was ten and how that’s affected her

-possible fake scenarios?? i’ve been daydreaming about this fic a lot. world history be damned

-the differences in povs between the girls. specifically mira piecing together why rumi said the things that made her annoyed earlier (ex: “and im sorry for whatever else you think i did”)

-rumi

-maybe also rumi. only if i have time though

if there’s anything else you want my opinion on please please PLEASE ask me!! i will happily yap if you want me to :)

[chongoblog]

Can’t wait for, like, 2025 when we look back on the 2018/2019 era and say “hey, remember when we were all really freaking depressed? That was a crazy time! Glad we aren’t like that anymore”

[ampersketch-art]

Hey,

[chongoblog]

Don’t say anything

[princington]

[commission]

Without a word, she lifts Zoey’s shirt, slow and careful, until the smooth warmth of her skin is revealed. She waits until the scissors fall quiet, then leans in, pressing a trail of kisses across her abdomen. Gentle, starving, one after another.

The half-demon, the lesbian & the wild one (nope, not a joke) chapter 2 by garcondencre

[princington]

dad denied