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Does anyone else think about how Celine must be one, if not the strongest Hunter in the history of the KPDH world?

This woman spent no less than a decade and a half fighting off the forces of Gwi-Ma presumably all on her own, along with keeping the Honmoon intact long enough for the next generation of Hunters to be trained BY HER ALONE and take over.

We don't know if any other generation of Hunters suffered a similar fate as the Sunlight Sisters, but surely they weren't left with only one Hunter to defend the world on her own for as long as Celine did. Right???

Of course, Rumi is the main protagonist of the movie, but Celine has major Anakin Skywalker vibes to me. There's no prophecy of the chosen one in KPDH (yet) but if there was, Celine would definitely have to be the one.

Again, Celine fought what had to be countless demons completely alone for over a decade, kept the Honmoon alive, and on top of all that she raised the next generation of Hunters. Like are we kidding here???

Celine brought balance to the Force, I don't care what y'all say

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I’m kind of reminded of Yor from Spy x Family in a way. For anyone unfamiliar, Yor is a secret assassin who had to hide that fact from her (fake) family. The running gag with her is that she is tremendously overpowered, partly from assassin training but also is just…like super humanly powerful. The other thing to note is the story narrative does focus on details like someone’s shirt getting torn in a scuffle, or if someone suddenly has a suspicious injury. As a result, Yor doesn’t get hit much because of the additional explaining that would have to happen to cover something up. Whenever she does, it’s seen as something narratively important.

I bring this up because Celine doesn’t have a scratch on her. We see her in just a tank top and long pants at one point and there’s not a single scar on her body. We could go the boring route and say that the Honmoon heals things like that or demons just decided not to bother her for the 15+ years it would take to get a new Hunter group started. (Or that movie studios are notorious for not giving women characters horrific scars despite everything pointing to the fact that they should have said scars.) But we could say that Celine was such an overpowered badass that no demon was able to much as put a scratch on her the whole time she was the lone Hunter.

I personally think it’s way more fun if demons talk about Celine like she’s the monster hiding in the dark, who will kill any demon with no mercy and won’t break a sweat doing it.

#kpop demon hunters #celine kpdh #I need to get caught back up on spy x family #but yeah sometimes it’s details you don’t include that add more to a character #Celine not having any scars from her time as a hunter has interesting implications

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The next chapter is up! Once again, here's a little sneak peek:

#kpop demon hunters #rumi kpdh #mira kpdh #zoey kpdh #celine kpdh #fanfic #polytrix

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Headcanon - There was a picture that went viral when Rumi was a baby of Celine holding her while balancing a diaper bag with stains on her shirt and her hair becoming thin from lack of care. Magazines took it and used it to mock Celine for no longer being the beautiful idol she once was.

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I like the idea of a kindly older Jeju local/neighbour who knows what it’s like after raising her own kids sees it and ends up just…stopping by. She might make up an excuse for why she ventured so far from the main road but she’s not shy in asking if Celine needed anything. Groceries, help cleaning, someone to watch Rumi for an hour while Celine gets some sleep… That kind of thing. And Celine’s too prideful to take it at first, insisting that she’s got it covered. (The disaster zone in the kitchen and living room of the house are definitely not indicators that Celine’s barely keeping it together. Definitely not.)

But the woman was a mom herself. In fact, she’s a grandmother now. Her own daughter is going through it with a three year old, so she knows the brave face new moms sometimes put on. She pushes, gently of course, but Celine’s running on about four hours of sleep and can’t remember the last time she had a shower that lasted longer than 30 seconds, so it doesn’t take much. The woman ends up doing the mountain of dishes in the kitchen.

About a week later, another woman shows up (this one under the pretence of growing too many zucchini and checking to see if Celine wanted any). She talks about how much of a handful her son had been but promises Celine it will get easier as Rumi gets older. She helps by doing a load of laundry and giving Celine some tips for making her own veggie purées once Rumi is ready for that.

A few days later, the woman who runs a local restaurant shows up with a few easy-prep meals.

Then it’s a mom with a box of baby clothes her child grew out of.

Very soon Celine has a whole network of local women to call on. And things don’t feel so daunting anymore.

(Of course, the woman who started it would never mention her knowledge of the legendary women who keep the island safe from monsters who stalk the night. Of how she remembers seeing Celine sneak through the shadows, vanquishing a demon who was about the break into the woman’s house. Of how she knows Celine has given everything to keep the island safe, so it was only fair that the island help her in return.)

#kpop demon hunters #celine kpdh

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You can trust them to do the dirty work

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Dragons~~

#aw one of Celine’s horns being broken 🥺#(although I fear for what happened to the other guy lol)#these are beautiful #dragon celine #kpop demon hunters #rumi kpdh #celine kpdh

Ok here's my vision: Rumi learning to walk like that one Bluey episode (seriously if you know that one episode you know). Celine is busy washing up and Rumi, the little escape artist, manages to break out of her baby prison playpen. She crawls into the kitchen to reach Celine, but something in the moment just takes her, and rather than crawl, she pulls herself up with the help of the kitchen island. She braces against it, little hand splayed against the wooden surface, as she gets her bearings. She's wobbly, unsteady. She tries to shuffle a foot forward and ends up leaning into the island. But she's determined: she wants Celine. So she pushes herself up again and musters the courage and strength to take a step. Her first step. A little grunt escapes her thanks to all of that effort, so Celine turns around in time to see the second step. Then the third. She kneels down, happily beckoning Rumi forward, and the little girl toddles into waiting arms. She's kissed and hugged and tickled, her giggles filling the kitchen with light and warmth. ("Maybe she just saw something she wanted.")

Cut to later. Rumi's safe and sound in bed. Celine, however, is not. She's returning from a hunt, a bad one. The kind of hunt three hunters would have had a hard time with, let alone one. She's injured and bleeding and she's so, so fucking tired. Every breath is a struggle. She holds as much blood in from the gash in her side as possible but she's already lost a worrying amount. She had to pop her knee back into place after the fight but she's not entirely sure if she did it right because it still hurts. No one would have faulted her for lying down to die halfway between the location of the fight and the hanok. No one would have expected her to make it that far. She's stumbled more times than she can count, each time she pushed herself back to her feet taking every ounce of willpower she had. She had to brace against the wall of the hallway to the bathroom, leaving a smear of blood from her hand as she does. But she gets to her destination, and manages to stay conscious enough to perform basic first aid. Once she gets to a point where she won't die before the Honmoon can heal her, she limps out of the bathroom. She doesn't go to her room, though. She hobbles down the hall to Rumi's door, and quietly opens it. She's greeted by Rumi's gentle, unbothered breathing. The little girl is so peaceful, so beautiful. Celine carefully scoops Rumi up and holds her close, and Rumi snuggles in with a content sigh. (Maybe there was something she needed to get home to.)

#kpop demon hunters #rumi kpdh #celine kpdh #started off cute then BAM! angst #enjoy how it felt for me when my own brain did the same thing to me #because at first all this was was mirroring the bluey episode #then i realized similar imagery could be used in a much darker way for celine #seriously the amount of angst and pain you can fit into celine's character is WILD #celine as a burnt out single mom who also has to carrying the burden of defending the whole world ALONE #who routinely says 'fuck you' to both the literal devil AND death because she has a kid she needs to get home to #will always be my favourite version of her and i hope to god the movie writers think that too

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Comfort

#aww #🥹#celine kpdh #rumi kpdh #mira kpdh #zoey kpdh #kpop demon hunters

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Starting a new post to @waterfire1848's idea about the tonics actually pushing Rumi into full demon mode. You can find the first post here. And the final addition to that post here. Tagging @fierygremlin as well!

So to recap: Healer Han was being intentionally cryptic when he said "I know just the tonics you need" and after trying one, Rumi's body goes full demon mode. She unknowingly reveals her secret to Mira and Zoey when she doesn't realize she's transformed overnight, and had to make a hasty teleportation-fueled retreat to Jeju when they mistook her for a demon pretending to be Rumi. Now, everything has come to a head after Mira and Zoey made a beeline for Celine after not being able to contact her and they've just managed to ward off a particularly bad demon attack on the compound.

Mira and Celine end up alone, and Mira calls out Celine on her choices to force Rumi to hide. Celine has a scathing rebuttal locked and loaded.

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"I would never hurt Rumi," Mira snarled, offended Celine would even ask such a question of her.

"And the multiple times you've raised your gok-do at her just today?" Celine replied coolly.

"The first time I didn't know it was her," Mira fired back, "If I had known, I never would have-"

"And what about just now? You knew it was her then."

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Rumi's ears twitched at the hissed and clearly private conversation of the other two in the other room. She ignored it, intentionally allowing them privacy to figure out what... what they wanted to do now.

"Will you hurt my daughter the next time you see her?"

Rumi shook her head of the voice as she fully slipped into the bathroom, refusing to focus on Mira's lack of immediate response to Celine's question.

It didn't matter what the answer was, in the end.

Images of the gok-do pointed at her, flying at her, caused her to shiver involuntarily.

She walked towards the bathroom counter where the first aid kit was always stashed. Demonic features appeared in the corner of her eye, causing her to startle.

Just a mirror. A mirror with a demon reflected in it. The demonic eye trailed over the creature before her, covered in another demon's ichor and graveyard dirt smudged with it across her patterned and purple skin. her whole bottom half of her face was smeared in it, clearly from having ripped the demon apart with her own fangs and claws.

No wonder they all summoned weapons against her. She was disgusting.

She turned on the tap real quick, trying to use the sink's hand towel and the stream of water to wipe away the most prevalent of the blood. She didn't want to scare them any more than she had. She needed them to at least let her stay until she could confirm Zoey was okay.

Satisfied with the subpar cleaning, she reached for the kit, only to freeze. If she grabbed it and accidentally teleported again, that would leave Zoey without medical supplies at the ready. She couldn't risk that. Not after already delaying it by taking them to a graveyard first.

So instead, she grabbed the broom from the linen closet. It was a little dumb, but it was the best idea she could come up with while her brain was flatlining. Using the broom to knock the kit to the floor, she felt her tail thrash at the action, making her cringe as she heard the plunger nearby topple over from the random assault. With a sigh, she decided to come back to fix it later. Using the broom, Rumi shoved the box along the floor, out of the bathroom and towards the waiting Mira and Zoey.

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“…….What are you doing?”

“Are you playing hockey with the med kit?”

Rumi kept her gaze down, staring at the box, “I’m trying to make sure I don’t teleport away with the med supplies.”

“And your solution to that problem was pushing the box with a broom?” Mira asked.

“Better than the plunger.”

“I prefer this option.” Zoey chuckled, “Reminds me of when we played soccer with a chunk of ice during that huge winter storm last year.”

The memory caused a fond chuckle to bubble out of Rumi and Mira. They remembered that too. They remembered how there had been a planned concert but a horrible blizzard forced them to cancel. Unfortunately, no one told them the concert was cancelled—Bobby was sick and his replacement sucked—until they got to the venue and ended up stuck in a nearby hotel. To pass time, the three began kicking around a chunk of ice they found although the majority of the time was spent falling on their butts and into snow banks.

Mira and Rumi halted their laughter when they realized they were laughing together. Rumi shuffled away from Mira just a bit as the words from before and Mira’s hesitation at Celine’s question echoed in her mind.

“….I really like your tail, Rumi.”

“You don’t have to lie, Zoey.” Rumi spat, sounding crueler than she had intended, “I know it’s disgusting.”

“It’s not disgusting and since when are you so confident in knowing what I like and dislike. You didn’t even know I used to have a crush on Celine until three years ago.” More laughter bubbled out of Rumi and Mira.

“How did you not know that, Rumi?”

“I don’t know! I just thought she’d have a normal American crush like Taylor Swift or Justin Bieber or someone who didn’t raise me!”

“But Celine is so hot!” Zoey whined.

“No! No! I can’t hear this again!” Rumi threw her hands over her demon ears, more playing than anything else, but the moment her hands made contact with her ears, her eyes widened. Rushing past Mira, Rumi went to the nearest mirror she could find and pulled her hair back.

Her ears were normal.

Perfectly normal.

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Celine made the executive decision that ice packs weren't going to be enough, so she put the kettle on to make tea. When she headed back toward the kitchen, she was met with a sound she was not expecting to hear.

Laughter.

"Ok ok! Hurry hard! Hard!"

...Also not what she was expecting.

When she rounded the corner, she was met with an odd sight, indeed. Rumi had the broom and was currently frantically sweeping backward through the living room, keeping ahead of the med kit that Mira had slid along the smooth hardwood floor. Zoey was watching on from the couch, shouting instructions to "hurry hard" as the med kit slid to a stop on the far side.

"Why...are you curling the med kit?" she asked, staring at the scene somewhat dumbfounded after, well...everything.

The girls snapped to attention, Rumi dropping the broom and standing up straight with her hands at her side, the same smile she usually had when caught doing something ridiculous on her face. Mira shot to her feet and mimicked Rumi's pose, minus the toothy smile. Zoey couldn't exactly stand up, but she still turned to stare at Celine.

That's when Celine noticed that Rumi's claws had gone away. And her fangs had reduced to slightly abnormally long eye teeth.

"Making her laugh helps!" Zoey sputtered before Celine could voice her observation, "Hockey wasn't going to work as one on one so we switched to curling."

"...Ok," Celine replied slowly, turning to the others while pointing at Zoey. "Has she been treated?"

Rumi nodded. "Looked over and patched up. Nothing's broken, thankfully," she stated dutifully.

The exchange was almost...normal, despite Rumi's tail swishing anxiously behind her.

Celine could tell, even without the tail, that Rumi was waiting for her to ruin this. For her to insist on talking, to scold them, to bring up the countless ways they had all screwed up in the last 24 hours. And Celine knew they would have to deal with that sooner rather than later. But she was also not heartless, and she was not a fool. For the first time since they all arrived at her home on Jeju, they've been acting like themselves. Goofy and playful and carefree.

And the lightness seemed to be helping Rumi, no golden Honmoon required.

And perhaps the scratches on her living room floor will be worth it.

"You will need something to mark the house," she noted, allowing a smile to form on her face as she watched relief flood Rumi's.

She glanced to the side, eyes meeting Mira's, and her smile softened. It seemed to lift the dancer as well, the hatchet between them buried at least for the night.

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“SCORE!” Rumi cried.

“That does not count! You hit me with your braid.” Mira stuck her tongue out at the older girl while holding back a laugh.

“You both hit me with your hair in the last round.” Zoey said, “And Celine the round before that.”

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Rumi pulled her old comforter over her, then plopped her arms out beside her, staring blankly at the ceiling above her.

So much had happened since she first woke up that morning, so much had changed, she had no idea how to even begin processing it all. With the effort of just reducing the various demonic features she now had to manage, none of them got a chance to really talk. As much as it was a relief in the moment, sitting in the silence of her room with the others together in another, it left herself to overthink. Worry gnawed at her brain, wondering where they all stood. Was Mira still unsure what she wanted to do? Would she strike the first moment Celine wasn't around as a threat? Would Zoey let it happen?

As glad as she was for the moment of peace, she now just wanted to know if she belonged with them. If they believed she belonged with them after everything.

A soft knock at the door interrupted her spiral.

"Come in," Rumi spoke softly, unsure who to expect.

The door cracked open, and Rumi's heartbeat tripped in fear as Mira appeared in the entryway.

Had she come to finish her now that the other witnesses were not around?

"Hey," Mira said, eyes meeting hers for only a second before flickering to the floor. "Since you don't have to hide anymore... we were wondering if we could move our sleepover into here with you?"

Rumi noted the awkward shuffling and the guilty look in Mira's eyes, and she felt herself relaxed a bit.

"We?" she prompted.

Zoeys head popped into the doorway a moment later, eyes wide and pleading.

"Just, uh...," Mira continued, scratching at her neck. "After everything that happened today... and almost happened... it doesn't feel right. Being alone, that is. None of us should be."

Rumi melted at the words, realizing it as the answer she had just been wondering. She ushered them in as she lifted the blankets in invitation. The other two didn't hesitate, jumping into bed with her and sandwiching her between them, clinging to her like she might leave them again.

As she pulled the covers back over the three of them and held them close, she realized the truth.

This is where she belonged. With her girls.

A smile warmed her features as they settled in for the night.

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The following morning found them in a heap of tangled limbs and sheets that none of them were quite willing to break from. Rumi stirred first, waking to the sensation of hair tickling her nose. Mira's long locks had become unruly as she slumbered next to her, and as Rumi came more into consciousness, she registered the extra weight that was Zoey splayed out across them both.

A smile made its way onto her face as Rumi realized that not even two days ago something like this would have been unheard of. And about 24 hours ago she had believed this never would have been possible. But now here she was: safe and warm and accepted. Nothing could make her leave the bed, now that she had everything she had ever wanted.

Then she caught a whiff of food, carried through the air from the kitchen. And her stomach growled so loudly it sounded like a demon had materialized in their room.

Mira and Zoey shifted groggily in bed, both blinking in a sleepy daze as they looked for the source of the sound. Rumi curled up in a little ball of embarrassment, trying in vain to hide the redness of her face.

"Dude, that was you?" Zoey exclaimed with a laugh when she spotted Rumi.

"It's not my fault! I barely ate yesterday!" Rumi whined.

"Come on, Tiger," Mira sighed fondly as she patted Rumi's shoulder, "Let's get you fed. I have a feeling Celine's already ahead of us."

Rumi peeked out of her fetal position. "T...Tiger?" she demanded.

Mira merely pulled one of Rumi's hands - where her hoodie sleeve had risen up her forearm - revealing patterns that very well could match a stylized tiger's stripes. Rumi snatched her arm back as she sat up on the bed. "Ok, ok, yeah... Fair point," she relented.

"I can not call you that," Mira told her, her expression soft with consideration and concern, "If it's too-"

"No, it's ok," Rumi assured her, "I...I guess I just wasn't expecting..."

"...wasn't expecting...what?" Zoey pushed gently.

Rumi looked down at her hands, where the patterns had spread down across her palms to the tips of her fingers. If she wanted to hide them now, she'd have to wear gloves. Or ridiculously long sleeves.

"I don't know... I guess I just...didn't think you guys would be this cool with everything," she admitted quietly, "And so quickly after...everything."

Mira and Zoey shared a glance with each other, silently communicating their concern. "Hey: it might have been a lot to take in," Zoey told her, reaching for one of her patterned hands without hesitation, "But you're still our Rumi."

"Demon or not, that's not going to change," Mira added, taking Rumi's other hand in hers, "I'm...sorry I didn't see that at first."

Rumi shook her head. "Mira, it's fine," she assured shakily, "You thought I was an imposter and you were just being protective. I saw how much you care about me, it was just..."

"No I... I pointed my weapon at you, multiple times," Mira stated, anger at herself dripping from her words, "I'll never forgive myself for not seeing it. For not seeing you and just letting my hatred of demons blind me."

"You're not the only one at fault, Mira," Zoey reminded her, "I didn't think it was Rumi at first, either." Turning to Rumi with regret in her eyes, she added, "Neither one of us gave you a chance to explain."

"Well... I guess I can explain now? If there's anything we haven't had revealed to each other, yet," Rumi suggested. Her stomach protested loudly yet again, prompting the other girls to laugh.

"After breakfast," Mira decided, "No sense revisiting the Horrors on empty stomachs."

"Plus: I think I can smell bacon," Zoey added with an eager bounce on the bed, "And pancakes. We're not missing that!"

Rumi chuckled softly, feeling her stomach grumble again as the smells registered to her nose. Zoey was right: there was definitely bacon and pancakes. Celine would sometimes treat them to an Americanized breakfast on special occasions, as a way to make Zoey feel more at home. (Plus she always would have authentic maple syrup from Quebec on hand that made everything ten times better. If you're going to do a sweet breakfast, then it might as well be sweet.) She drew another deep breath and recognized more scents: eggs, coffee...mandarins? Also strawberries and kiwi and dragonfruit. And something smokey that was no doubt the black tea Celine preferred.

Ok that was...new. She never used to be able to smell that well before.

But, figuring out why would have to wait because the ability only served to remind her just how fucking hungry she actually was.

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"Good morning, Celine," the three of them greeted in unison, the automatic response still perfectly synced from the years of training in the hanok.

"Morning girls," Celine welcomed, a flicker of a smile forming at the three groggy women situating themselves at the table where the food sat waiting. "Why don't you three go ahead and start eating?"

Rumi felt her mouth watering and she had to hold herself back to ask, "Are you not joining?"

"I will in a bit," Celine promised. "I have been snacking on some of the fruit already, and I'm wanting to finish cleaning up before I sit down. Go on ahead."

That was all they needed to dig in. Rumi didn't hesitate as she began loading up her plate with a stack of pancakes and fruit, dousing it in syrup. She cut a section off, stabbed it with her fork and took a bite. Rumi winced as she felt sharpened fangs cut her lip. When had those grown long again? A fork clattered to the table, making her look up.

Both of her hunters were staring wide eyed at her, and Zoey had dropped the fork to the table, scrambled eggs scattered where it dropped. Rumi felt the heat of embarrassment and shame rise a bit, realizing they were staring at her mouth.

"Sorry," Rumi offered as she willed the fangs to shorten again. "I didn't realize they had grown again."

"Don't apologize!" Zoey gasped in utter offense. "Your fangs are hot."

Rumi nearly choked on her pancakes. Mira didn't say anything, but her face had began to tint pink as she still stared at Rumi's mouth.

"T-thanks?" Rumi finally said before going for another bite.

And yet, as she tried to, this time she even felt the moment her fangs sprang forward, just as she was about to bite down. It was like a newly formed reflex, her body instinctually summoning them just as they would possibly be needed for a bite of food.

Mira was not choking on her inhaled bacon and Zoey was using her sleeves to clean up the spray of coffee she had spit out the moment the fangs had reappeared. Celine glanced from the kitchen, brow raised in question at the chaos as Rumi's face grew warmer.

It seemed the tonics were still very much encouraging the demonic traits, much to the frustration of the half-demon.

"Stupid tonics," she quietly grumbled as she stared at her food, betrayed at the idea she couldn't eat it without her demon fangs popping out like a spring loaded knife.

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"...What dem fangs do?" Zoey mumbled, staring straight at Rumi's mouth.

"Hm?" Rumi hummed, breaking off her plate-glaring.

Mira threw her a pink tinged side-eye, "Zoey."

"Oh like you weren't thinking the same thing!"

Rumi blinked. "Thinking? Thinking what?"

"'Thinking' and 'saying' are two very different things!"

"Huh?"

Celine sat down at the table, eyes going between Mira, Zoey, and Rumi. For a long moment, no one said a word.

"...Oh. So it wasn't Rumi I should have been concerned about inheriting Miyeong's certain...preferences."

"Huh?!"

"I did not need that mental image this early in the morning," Mira grumbled.

"Right! About that-" Zoey said, threading her fingers together like she was in a meeting, "-can we talk about how Rumi's mom was apparently a monsterfucker?"

"WHAT?!" Rumi shrieked while Mira choked on a poorly timed bite of her breakfast. Rumi would have asked if she was okay— and if Zoey was a different kind of okay —but she was distracted by an odd sensation sprouting from right above her ass.

The fucking tail was back. And agitated if the fluffed out fur and twitching was any indication.

Wonderful.

At least her pants had ridden down low enough for it not to get caught on them.

"No," Celine sighed, "And please never say those words in that order ever again."

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The multiple distressing revelations aside (although what she had learned about Zoey and Mira wasn't necessarily distressing per se, but...unexpected) Rumi couldn't help but feel self conscious. Her stupid tail had returned and she wasn't quite sure who was in charge because it seemed to move on its own. At least the fur was starting to settle on it.

She clamped her mouth shut and tried to make herself small, hoping nothing else would shift. Just when she started to feel like herself, too. Her body just had to remind her that she wasn't normal: just a freak who-

"Hey." Mira's gentle voice interrupted her inner spiral, and when she dared to look over, Mira was watching her with a soft, empathetic expression. "What's going on in that head, Rumi?"

"I...I guess I just..." She squeezed her knee, wincing when she felt something sharper than her acrylic nails poke through her sweatpants. "This is all still so...weird. I'm not used to...you know."

"Ok, I get it," Mira assured her, before eyeing Zoey, "We'll make sure to keep any comments to ourselves."

"And I'm sorry, Rumi," Zoey atoned, "I didn't mean anything by it, honest! Well, I mean I did but nothing bad!"

Rumi allowed a small, cautious smile to form as she met their eyes. "I guess... Being attracted to my fangs is better than thinking they're disgusting," she suggested. As she spoke with timid optimism, her smile grew, allowing a view of the fangs in question once more.

To which Zoey pretended to have a heart attack.

"Zoey!" Mira scolded.

"I can't help it! She's too cute!" Zoey countered.

A small laugh caught their attention, all three girls turning in shock to Celine, who was trying her best to hide her mirth behind her cup of coffee.

"What's so funny?" Mira demanded.

"Nothing, it's just... I am enjoying this," their mentor admitted, smiling in a way none of them had seen in a long time, "I am glad to see you three mending your bond after everything that happened."

Then, turning to Rumi, she gently reached out and set a hand on Rumi's arm. "I also don't want you to let this get to you," she stated, "You haven't eaten since yesterday and I know you're hungry. Don't let what you may believe we think about your teeth affect that."

"How did you..." Rumi began, wanting to deny it but, dammit, Celine was right.

"I just do," Celine replied with a loving smile. It said the words she wanted to say, but still perhaps didn't want to push too much just yet: A mother knows.

With that assurance, Rumi gained the confidence to forget her claws and fangs and tail momentarily and refocus on the plate of delicious food. Once she started, everyone else did as well, and the table fell into comfortable silence as they ate. Rumi found herself feeling better with every bite, and realized that eating something probably helped. As her stress lowered, her demonic features shifted away until she was back to - mostly - normal once more.

"Ok, so... Are we gonna talk about it?" Zoey prompted, "Like... I got the gist of the really heavy stuff last night and we don't need to dive into that right away but... Why now? What happened yesterday that made Rumi go all demon-y?"

Rumi and Celine shared a concerned glance. Rumi swallowed the mouthful of pancake in her mouth, and said with a wince, "It...might have been the night before?"

Mira and Zoey frowned. "Like...after the fight at the bath house?" Mira wondered.

"Did one of those water demons bite you? Is that a thing?" Zoey demanded in a panic.

"No, no... It was after," Rumi explained hastily. She gulped nervously, picking at her sweater sleeve when she added, "I...I drank one of those tonics before bed."

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"The tonics?" Mira asked with a frown. "From that Healer Han guy?"

Rumi nodded, tapping her thankfully human nails on the side of her fork. "Yeah, I think so. It was the only thing I did differently compared to normal."

"Wha- No! That doesn't make sense!" Zoey whined, a panicked look in her eyes. "That guy was totally legit! He said he was going to make your voice better."

"No, he didn't," Mira corrected, eyes darkening as something clicked. "He just said all that cryptic shit about 'understanding the whole' and 'knowing just what we need' and all that crap."

"Oh god," Rumi breathed out at the revelation. "He- he really did do something to me. He tricked me into... into becoming this more than I already was."

Zoey looked ready to argue Rumi's clearly disparaging thoughts of herself and her new features, but just as her mouth opened, Celine cut her off.

"The real question is why," she hummed, crossing her arms in thought. "What his intention was by doing this to you."

That question was weighing on her, but another one burned her worse, causing a deep rooted fear on what she was inside. What Healer Han saw just by looking in her eyes for a moment. "And how he could tell I was a demon."

Because if some random guy could look in her eyes for a few measly seconds and tell immediately that she was demonic, a wolf in sheep's clothing, what did that say about her? And who else could just look at her and tell she wasn't right?

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Rumi's question hung heavily in the air, the implications not looking good. But before any of them could come up with ideas, Zoey's phone started to ring.

With Bobby's ringtone.

Zoey answered the call with a tap to the screen, immediately putting him on speaker phone. "Hi Bobby!" she greeted, hoping she sounded cheery enough that he wouldn't think anything was off.

"Hi Zoey! I was just wondering how you girls wanted to approach this new song idea," Bobby said, "I was thinking I would just clear your schedules for a couple of days to give you some time to start, but we should still be working on promoting Golden before the Idol Awards. There are a few shows and events that wanna feature you guys."

Rumi gulped, willing her voice to come out smooth and steady when she replied, "Hi Bobby! Yes, that sounds good. We'll definitely need a few days."

"Hard agree," Mira added, glancing at Rumi with a raised eyebrow.

"Great! I'll make sure no one bothers you guys. But don't take too long because the Saja Boys are on fire! They're everywhere on social media and I've already heard they're doing a number of variety shows. If we want to make sure they aren't a threat you need to be out there just as much as them."

The girls all shared an anxious glance. The tips of Rumi's fingers calcified into claws.

"Girls?" Bobby pushed gently.

"Uh, yeah! Yeah, of course," Rumi replied, "We will...definitely...get on that."

"Great! Let me know if you guys need anything!" Oh Bobby: always so friendly and caring. They certainly hit the managerial jackpot with him. "In the meantime, I'll try to run some social media interference for you."

The phone beeped before falling silent. And the silence remained for a moment longer, the room suddenly stale and too small.

"Ok," Zoey stated, her expression and tone more akin to someone who just watched a bomb explode, "Ok, that's fine. He bought us a couple of days!"

"A couple of days?!" Rumi exclaimed, her patterns flashing hot pink as her tail reappeared, "We've got to be out there prepping for the Idol Awards and I have a freaking tail!"

"Maybe we could just say you're a furry now?" Zoey suggested.

Rumi actually growled at that, and while it suited her current feeling the fact that she had little desire to actually growl at her friend caused her to slap her hands over her mouth in alarm.

"Ok, so that's not going to work," Mira said bluntly, "And we've already sorted out that stress makes it worse, so you two need to chill a little."

"Oh yeah! That's easy for you to say!" Rumi fired back in alarm.

"You three were going to write a new song?" Celine cut in, alleviating the building pressure between them.

Mira slapped a hand to her forehead. "Right, the new song!" she groaned.

"We were going to write something to get back at the Saja Boys," Zoey explained, "Something badass to rub in their stupid faces!"

Celine's frowned, one sharp eyebrow raising as the turned to Rumi. "A diss track?" she asked dryly.

"Well... They started it!" Rumi protested.

"How?" Celine challenged.

"They're demons!" Rumi replied, "They're trying to steal our fans!"

"And they totally knew what they were doing with those slides!" Zoey added grumpily.

"And they have stupid abs," Mira muttered.

Celine blinked in confusion before shaking her head to get back on topic. "I taught you all better than this," she scolded lightly, "The brand image for Huntr/x is about unity and strength. You are competent, powerful women because that's who you are. Punching down isn't how you communicate that."

"It's not exactly punching down if the other band is almost as popular as you," Mira grumbled.

Celine pinched the bridge of her nose. "No diss tracks," she stated firmly, "Besides: that's not important right now."

"Right. Healer Han..." Zoey deduced with a grimace, "I swear he was legit!"

"And he probably is," Celine agreed, "He clearly has experience in the magical world. If I were to guess, he's a shaman disguising himself as an herbal remedy doctor, possibly to appease a parent who wanted a doctor."

Mira, remembering the countless fights she had with her own parents about how if she didn't want to go into business then she had better start reading anatomy journals instead of fashion magazines, nodded in agreement.

"And...a shaman would have seen right through me?" Rumi asked hesitantly, drumming clawed fingers together in an anxious rhythm in front of herself, "I...I wasn't painfully obvious this whole time and who knows how many people could have already figured me out?"

"I mean...we didn't know," Zoey reminded her, "And we're, like, trained to spot that kind of stuff."

"He could also be a spirit," Celine continued, frowning as she stared down at her coffee, deep in her own contemplation now.

"I'm sorry...what?" Mira demanded.

Celine looked up. "A spirit," she stated simply, "That's a possibility as well."

"Ok, well... We're not going to know until we go talk to this guy," Mira decided, "And we're not gonna be able to do that stuck on this island."

They all turned to Rumi, expressions questioning and careful. Rumi winced, then closed her eyes. She drew a deep breath and released it slowly, focusing on the other things she could sense in the room. The smell of breakfast, of the fresh morning air outside the open window, of Celine's coffee, of Mira's perfume (dulled now after having gone so long from the last application). The sound of wind chimes hanging from the eaves, the breeze rustling leaves on the trees, birds singing at the feeder, Zoey's leg bouncing restlessly against the chair she was sitting in. She grounded herself and focused on her breathing, on the steady in and out of air into her lungs, and when she opened her eyes and looked down, her claws were gone. As was the tail. Nearly everything, except for the patterns.

"Ok," she stated, meeting each of their gazes with building confidence, "Let's get back to Seoul."

#kpop demon hunters #rumi kpdh #mira kpdh #zoey kpdh #celine kpdh #tonics reveal au #hopefully i got the timeline right here #it's bath house scene > deciding to write a new song > rumi drinks the tonic instead of going with derpy > wakes up all demoned out #i'm pretty sure - feel free to correct me though #also don't think celine's not freaking out about the saja boys #she just knows that she can't waste energy freaking out about multiple things #and getting rumi back into a position where she can be seen in public without copious amounts of make up is more important

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#kpop demon hunters #rumi kpdh #mira kpdh #zoey kpdh #me waiting for the sequel knowing hollywood LOVES to separate main groups in sequels for 'character growth': YOU BETTER NOT #still salty about frozen 2 ngl

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waterfire1848

Okay so I was inspired by @frozenartscapes mentioning retired K9!Celine and started wondering about….

Former show dog!Mira who’s experienced mostly the downs of being in competitive shows and is ready for a change of pace.

A sheltie like this expect…pink

frozenartscapes

I can definitely see Mira as a show dog that existed solely to be a show dog and therefore had no idea love and compassion were real things you can get from others. And it really throws her at first because they’re being nice to me??? And they don’t want me to do something for them in return??? They’re just being nice????

And a rough collie is a good choice for her because they’re beautiful dogs, and known to be loyal, empathetic, intelligent, and protective. But Mira was so embedded in abusive show dog practices she has a hard time adjusting once she’s out which causes aggressive behaviour, something these dogs aren’t typically known for. Which only makes it worse because now she’s not acting how she’s “supposed” to be, and what does that make her if she can’t even behave how everyone wants her to?

For Zoey I picture her as a cross between two breeds that probably shouldn’t have been bred together. Like a pomsky (Pomeranian/husky mix). Something with genetic traits that make her “difficult” to handle. (Which is 1000% not her fault and she totally loves you even if she has way too much energy and refuses to listen to commands)

waterfire1848

#Celine being a grizzled retired German shepherd k9 who ends up becoming surrogate mother#it starts with a little wolf dog puppy with no mother and snowballs from there#Mira and Zoey are well out of puppy phase when they meet but see if Celine cares#go on try to take her babies away from her#you won’t have hands by the time you give up - @frozenartscapes

Mira grew up in the show business world. She’s lived in it for so long that when she does try to express herself and be her own dog she’s instantly told that she’s basically there for one purpose and she’s useless if she can’t do that. I like giving Mira long fur cause I imagine that (somehow) it could get cut and knotted up when she meets Celine. She doesn’t look like a show dog anymore. She’s growling, hungry, and her fur is a mess so she knows Celine obviously won’t want her for anything.

She’s so shocked when Celine does.

That’s actually a sheltie! (Though I really did mainly pick the breed by asking myself if the fur was long and if it was a show dog so a collie also 100% works). For Mira, it also doesn’t help that her whole family is known for being show dogs. It’s not even just that she’s supposed to be a show dog because she’s beautiful and born for it but because her family does it too and going against shows means going against her family.

@whitebeltwriter-fics also mentioned how Zoey would work good as a mix and I’m starting to agree. From the movie, Zoey does have a tiny question of not knowing where she belongs: America or Korea? Is she more American or more Korean? I think this could translate if dog!Zoey is a mix in the sense that one part of her is a therapy dog usually (I’m not giving up on that) and the other part is something else entirely maybe a husky, leaving her unsure of which side she’s supposed to pick and where she’s supposed to go. Like you said, she is happy and full of energy but because she doesn’t know what she’s supposed to do she also struggles with listening.

Celine and Rumi are 100% a German Shepherd retired K-9 and a wolf dog. Celine knew she was going to be sent away after an accident involving another K-9 and bolted. She’s in the middle of the forest when she comes across a wolf dog puppy and takes her in as her own. She and Rumi are wandering the city years later and come across an aggressive and starving former show dog and in the following months help a very energetic husky/bernese (I don’t know) who is being chased by animal control.

frozenartscapes

Ah, my bad! Scale was hard to gauge from the photo lol.

And Mira being a Sheltie instead is kinda hilarious, especially if Zoey is a husky/bernese (or something similar) mix because that makes Mira the smallest by a lot. Especially compared to Rumi. And her basically getting a lion cut when she's first found because her fur is so matted. Poor thing.

I like to think Rumi would frequently forget how big she actually is. When she was a puppy she'd snuggle up close to Celine and she still wanted to do that once she's grown but she's now way bigger and heavier than her guardian. Celine mostly bears it but as she gets older some of the ailments that tend to befall German Shepherds start to creep up on her and she's snapped at Rumi if the wolfdog plops down too hard on Celine's hips. (Which leads to panicked and distressed whimpers, Rumi believing Celine doesn't love her etc. Until Celine can explain that she's in physical pain and Rumi can't be so rough anymore. Which goes about as well as you'd think.)

I initially was thinking for Zoey to be a mix between a dog originating in America and one from Korea, but I also like the idea that she's a mmix of a lot of things and it's not easy to determine what based on looking at her. It goes along with her not really knowing where she belongs and sometimes instincts will clash with each other and make her restless (something like having a high prey drive while also naturally wanting to guard livestock).

#kpop demon hunters #rumi kpdh #mira kpdh #zoey kpdh #celine kpdh #you know all those headcanons about celine having chronic pain?#she can't escape the blender in any au

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#lol oh my god #kpop demon hunters #rumi kpdh #mira kpdh #zoey kpdh

waterfire1848

Okay so I was inspired by @frozenartscapes mentioning retired K9!Celine and started wondering about….

Former show dog!Mira who’s experienced mostly the downs of being in competitive shows and is ready for a change of pace.

A sheltie like this expect…pink

frozenartscapes

I can definitely see Mira as a show dog that existed solely to be a show dog and therefore had no idea love and compassion were real things you can get from others. And it really throws her at first because they’re being nice to me??? And they don’t want me to do something for them in return??? They’re just being nice????

And a rough collie is a good choice for her because they’re beautiful dogs, and known to be loyal, empathetic, intelligent, and protective. But Mira was so embedded in abusive show dog practices she has a hard time adjusting once she’s out which causes aggressive behaviour, something these dogs aren’t typically known for. Which only makes it worse because now she’s not acting how she’s “supposed” to be, and what does that make her if she can’t even behave how everyone wants her to?

For Zoey I picture her as a cross between two breeds that probably shouldn’t have been bred together. Like a pomsky (Pomeranian/husky mix). Something with genetic traits that make her “difficult” to handle. (Which is 1000% not her fault and she totally loves you even if she has way too much energy and refuses to listen to commands)

#kpop demon hunters #rumi kpdh #mira kpdh #zoey kpdh #celine kpdh #dog au #Celine being a grizzled retired German shepherd k9 who ends up becoming surrogate mother #it starts with a little wolf dog puppy with no mother and snowballs from there #Mira and Zoey are well out of puppy phase when they meet but see if Celine cares #go on try to take her babies away from her #you won’t have hands by the time you give up

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