rumi goes on some survivalist competition show and people are mega confused bc its not even a celebrity competition show, it’s a normal one that is notable for just how brutal it can get for its competitors. they get almost nothing to start off with, and are expected to do everything on their own, with a camera feed on them almost all the time. the goal is just to outlast your competitors. you can tap out at any time, and if production feels it’s necessary (which it sometimes does) it will essentially forcibly med evac you.
everyone is questioning how this nepo baby pop princess is gonna be able to make it past the first day, with several people tuned in just hoping to see her crash out early on
but rumis been raised with a lot of survival knowledge. she knows how to start a fire, hunt, fish (with and without a pole), preserve food, make a cooking spit, etc
by the end of day 1, shes the only one with shelter. and its a good shelter too, one that people got to watch her build in real time. its sturdy, and warm, and somehow, inexplicably, made of WOOD. she actually built a little hut.
shes got enough preserved food to get her through several months ready by the time any other people have built proper shelter
millions of people watch as the queen of kpop gets through this competition effortlessly. no one can quite fully believe what theyre watching but they cant look away, and they have no choice but to start to believe
almost a month in, all but one other person is left. the weather has been a nightmare for the other contestants. people who were doubting rumi at the start are now her honest to god fans.
the last one other than rumi is cold and pale, shivering and struggling to make a proper fire. his food is dwindling. he’s not looking too hot, and people are pretty sure that if he doesnt just give up outright in the next day or so, hes gonna be med evaced
rumi looks just fine, health wise.
but shes clearly sullen. her health has stayed steady this whole time, but her mood has been nosediving over the course of the last few weeks
“its weird,” she says to the camera at one point, while chewing on a piece of jerky she made herself, “if i was doing this a decade ago, i would probably have been in good spirits right about now. i didnt have many people in my life who i could consider close to me. this isolation would’ve meant nothing to me.
“but since then, ive met mira and zoey. two people who i couldnt imagine my life without. whose souls feel so tethered to my own.” her voice grows rough. “these past few weeks have been agony without them. i havent even been able to hear their voices. look at their faces. my only solace is that my dreams are full of the two of them, and my mind has cataloged every detail about them to the most minute of them all, so their voices are closer to echoes in my brain than imitations, and their faces appear to me as vividly as if they were in front of me.”
she stares at the jerky in her hand. “i cant wait to go home to them. i wont quit, even though it kills me being away from them any longer.” she turns her attention back to the camera, and points at it, knowing her girls are watching her in that very moment. there are tears in her eyes. “just you wait, mira and zoey, im gonna win this whole thing, and when i do, we’ll never be apart ever again!” her lip wobbles, and the tears begin to spill. “i love you girls so much!”
(back home, mira and zoey clutch each other, sobbing as they watch her, “WE LOVE YOU TOO!”)
luckily, it only takes another day for rumi to win the show. her picture is shown next to those of the former winners at the end of the last episode, and the contrast between their end of show appearances (tired, malnourished, pale) and hers (well rested, full, flushed) is almost terrifying.
her speech to her girls goes viral online, as do the images and videos of her being picked up from the airport by mira and zoey in big, sobbing hugs
a fan hands rumira copies of their rpf (which they brag about being the best fanfic ever written) they wrote of them at a meet and greet and theyre understandably disturbed by it. zoey sees her girls upset and rumi having to put on a pr appropriate face while mira is holding herself back from decking the guy and says “well ill take the pr hit for this one” and straight up grabs the fan by the shoulders and says “hey :) dont fucking do that ever again :) its creepy and invasive” and then basically threatens them to not come back
she doesnt get too much of a hit bc most people agree it was weird and creepy to do that
but see, the thing is, while zoey was angry about her girlfriends being creeped on like that, shes also mildly offended that anyone could ever write the best rumira fanfic besides HER.
and she proceeds to spend WEEKS slaving over the most beautiful, most intricate, most incredible rumira fanfic ever, and posts it online anonymously. it makes the rounds, at first by people who say that its insane to write it after RPF-gate, as theyre calling it, but then by people who start to realize how genuinely amazing it is.
eventually it even catches the huntrix teams attention, and a few people on their team who read it out of curiosity go “…huh. some of those details are a little too on the nose.”
even rumi and mira themselves get alerted to it. they start to question how such a fanfic could really “capture their souls in such a way that no other writer has before”, like some people are saying, when zoey approaches them.
“ive got something to show you guys,” she says, holding something behind her back
they share a look. “what is it, zo?” rumi asks her
zoey pulls it out. its a book. its beautiful. the hardback cover is lined in gold, the design on the front breathtakingly beautiful and detailed, and the title embossed in metallic purple and pink
“what is this?” mira asks, “another one of rumis romance novels?” rumi glares at her, offended.
“in a way, yes,” zoey replies.
“wait,” rumi says, realization dawning on her, “this isnt that fanfic thats making the rounds, is it?”
mira groans. “zo, i know you like to read fanfic of us sometimes, but didnt we just have a whole thing about this? why would we want a physical print of a fanfic about us?”
zoey pouts. “i worked hard on it.”
it takes them a moment to understand her meaning, but when they do, everything makes sense.
of course this fanfic that supposedly understands them and their love for each other better than any other fanfic ever written before would be written by the one person whos borne witness to said love firsthand, whos been a part of that love herself since the beginning
who better to “capture the essence of their souls” than their literal soulmate?
they read it, and realize that people werent lying, it truly is extremely beautiful. “maybe we should have zoey make that love song album she says shes been thinking about doing,” rumi thinks.
but they can’t help but notice something that makes the whole thing…not work for them
theyre crying by the end, but it’s not just because of the ending itself being wonderful, and zoey can tell.
“whats wrong?” she asks nervously, “did you not like it? i swear i can-“
“it was amazing,” rumi sobs
“wonderful work, you wrote so wonderfully, baby,” mira’s lips and shoulders tremble.
“then why are you crying?” she asks in distress.
“because it’s missing something,” rumi says
“what?”
“you,” mira looks up at her with wet eyes. “youre not in this at all. why didnt you include yourself?”
zoey shuffles uncomfortably. “well, its a rumira story. just you two, yknow? also its weird to write about myself like that. it feels a little y/n-esque.”
rumi drags her down onto the couch between them, and mira immediately wraps herself around zoey. “well we want you in it too. you wrote an ending that seems like its supposed to be happy.”
“well, i mean, yeah you two are together at the end, of course its happy-“
mira cuts her off, grabbing her face. “how are we supposed to have a happy ending without you?”
zoey cant breathe after that. “oh.”
(cut to zoey getting her happy ending 😏 writing a sequel to her fanfic that includes herself while rumira stand over her shoulder and direct her what to put into it.
it isnt until people are singing the praises of the best rumira fanfic ever-turned-best polytrix fanfic ever that rumi and mira realize theyve just written rpf of themselves.
when the internet somehow finds out, every social media website crashes for multiple days. ao3 also crashes for several days.)
KPDH fic where Mira and Zoey get Rumi pregnant (you already know how), except it happens while Celine is still in her depression era since neither she nor the girls have attempted to reach out to start patching things up yet. So Celine is sitting at home, clutching a bottle of something WAY too strong, bawling her eyes out, when she gets a call (probably from Bobby) informing her that Rumi is pregnant. And instantly, her mood switches from "I'm such an awful parent. I don't even deserve the right to call Rumi my daughter," to "THOSE GOOD FOR NOTHING LITTLE SHITS GOT MY DAUGHTER PREGNANT!? I'LL FUCKING KILL THEM!"
Needless to say, Celine is at Huntrix's doorstep in way less time than should be humanly possible and Mira and Zoey are fucking terrified.
Pirating doesn't cut it. You are keeping this shit CULTURALLY RELEVANT by consuming it and creating art and fic and merch and talking about it. LET IT DIE. LET IT DRIFT INTO IRRELEVANCE. Do not get that tyrant even an ounce of attention on her trans abuse funding IP.
okay so listen. I accidentally came up with a fic concept and now it lives rent free in my head (It’s not because the new Hades chapter is killing me and I need some fluff. Absolutely not.)
Celine, an engineer working on a top‑secret supersoldier program, ends up saving Rumi’s life by implanting military tech that absolutely should not be outside a classified lab. The same accident injures Mi‑yeong so badly she can’t work as a surgeon anymore.
So what do they do?
They quit their government jobs, disappear into Seoul, and open a tiny flower shop, all the while trying to make sense of the feelings growing between them.
Meanwhile Rumi is out here pretending everything is fine, that she can totally live a regular life with a body that’s now partly artificial. And she might have gotten away with it, but then there’s the cute barista with freckles and the human lie detector friend.
Also she has two moms now.
Pikachu comes around to Jessie rather quickly after realizing she’s not really a threat and finding out how good at head scratches she is (she has nice long nails)
I've been thinking how Celine would react to the news. Thought It'd be hilarious
[The Queen's chamber]
Rumi, bursting into the room: Mother, I bring news, I— oh...Father. You are here too?
Celine, unfazed: Of course. I am wherever your mother is.
Mi-yeong slides off Celine’s lap and they both straighten their robes.
Rumi: Are you unwell, father? You look flushed.
Celine: We were in the middle of important matters.
Rumi, completely clueless: Oh. Shall I return later?
Celine: Yes—
Mi-yeong: No, dear. You are already here, come sit. Were you running again? A princess does not run, Rumi.
Rumi: Forgive me, mother. But this could not wait.
Celine: The dragon has already been dealt with. What else could require such haste?
Rumi: That is precisely what I came to speak of.
Mi-yeong: Then tell us. What hath brought you to such a state?
Rumi: I have been proposed to, mother. They asked for my hands!
Celine: PROPOSED?!—
Mi-yeong: Oh that is wonderful news! who hath such courage?
Celine, grabbing for her sword: Who is this simple wight that dare asked for my only daughter's hands?
Mi-yeong: We do not draw steel in my chamber, my love. Let her speak before you sharpen anything.
Rumi: Sir Mira. The very knight who slew the dragon! And—
Mi-yeong, teasing: Mira? The very same knight whose name lingers on your tongue?
Rumi, blushing: Y-yes...
Celine, eyes darkening: Since when has our daughter been… speaking fondly of a knight? How was I not informed? She may have slain a dragon, but that does not make her suitable.
Celine: Guards, summon Bobby at once. He has much to answer for in his duty.
Mi-yeong: There is no need to summon the lord in waiting. You are overreacting, my love.
Celine: I'm not overreacting. Our daughter has a suitor and I am the last soul in this kingdom to know of it!
Rumi, hesitating: There is… something else, father. I did not only receive one proposal.
Celine: There is another? Are there more suitors? Is there a third? A fourth? Should I be expecting a queue outside the palace gates?
Mi-yeong: Our daughter is fair beyond measure and is of noble birth. It is natural that she is admired by many.
Rumi: No father, I've only received two.
Celine, frowning: Who else has dared?
Rumi: Princess Zoey from Lunaria…asked me herself as well.
Celine: Of course it's Lunaria. That witch couldn't court my queen, so now she sends her own after mine!
Mi-yeong: Mind your words, love. She is a queen of a neighboring court.
Celine: I did not forget what she was before she was a queen.
Rumi: A witch? …Mother, I do not understand.
Mi-yeong: You do not need to. This is not the matter we should be dwelling on. That belongs to the past now.
Mi-yeong: So tell me, when did she reach the palace? I was not informed of her arrival. I remember when she last visited. She was still trying to keep up with you in the gardens.
Rumi: This afternoon, while I was with Sir Mira. She has… grown very beautiful since I last saw her.
Mi-yeong: You used to be very fond of her.
Rumi: I still do, mother
Mi-yeong: Then you are fond of both Zoey and Mira? Rumi, that is going to be very complicated. Who are you going to accept?
Rumi: Why both of course. I do have two hands.
Mi-yeong, amused: Of course. How did I not see that coming.
Celine: BOTH?! I do not think I heard you correctly.
Rumi: I did not misspeak, father. My heart will not choose and I do not see why it must. And Princess Zoey specifically ask for my other hand.
Celine: Has my child has gone mad? This is unheard of. No princess in the history has ever taken two spouses! You will do no such thing!
Mi-yeong: Oh why not? There is no law that forbids it, my love. We are the king and queen, what we permit becomes law.
Celine: I will not permit one marriage let alone two!
Rumi: But father, you cannot simply forbid— I am 17 now, a woman grown. I beg you to reconsider this
Celine: You are but a mere child.
Mi-yeong: She is of age, you know this well. Do you intend for our daughter to remain unwed?
Celine: Yes. She will remain here in the palace with us, where she is safe.
Rumi: You are being unreasonable, father. You know I do not give my heart easily. I care for them...I wish to be with them both
Mi-yeong: She is right, my love. You are letting your protectiveness cloud your judgment. You have met them, you know they are both worthy. Do not deny what you already see.
Celine: My queen, this is still too sudden. I do not trust—
Mi-yeong: Our daughter is no longer a child you can keep within these walls. This would be best for her… and perhaps for us too, without constant interruptions.
Celine,reluctantly: I still do not approve… but I will not forbid her happiness. If this is truly what you both believe, then I will not stand in their way.
Rumi: Thank you, father! Mother! You will not regret this!
Celine retreats to the corner of the room and stands there sulking in silence.
Rumi: ...Is father going to be alright?
Mi-yeong: Do not worry, dear. She will come around soon enough. I am sure the others are expecting your return by now, go on and let them know your decision.
Rumi: Yes, mother. I shall take my leave.
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Mi-yeong: There is no need for such gloom, my king. Come now… shall we return to what we were doing before?
Celine: If you insist, my queen… I suppose I can set aside my grievances. For now....
may I interest you a mini huntrix comic I made back when the movie first dropped? 👀
here it is >:3
they are so precious to me I can't even put it into words, nowadays I'm not as brainrotted as I was a few months ago, but that doesn't mean I no longer love them <333
AU idea - A new kind of rift forms in the new Honmoon. It’s big and nasty and doesn’t seem to want to close up, so the girls team up with Celine to figure it out. Eventually they venture into the rift to the demon realm in search of answers. It ends up being one of those things requiring someone to stay behind on the demon realm side to make sure it stays closed, and Rumi decides it’s going to be her. She’s half demon, so she stands the best chance, despite the protesting from her family.
But they decide to do it, and everyone says their goodbyes. Mira and Zoey go through the portal, leaving Celine and Rumi a bit of privacy. They hug it out, both crying, and forgive each other. They talk about all that should have happened between them. Celine tells Rumi that she loves her, all of her, and always will. Rumi wishes it could have been different, but at least they have this moment. As the portal starts to shrink, they begin to wrap it up.
“I’m sorry,” Rumi utters.
Celine draws a deep breath. “Me too,” she replies.
Suddenly, before Rumi can process it, Celine is spinning them around and shoving Rumi away, toward the portal, with all her might. Rumi stumbles through the rift, and it closes behind her. Trapping Celine instead of her.
Rumi is already moving, but the rift closes before she can reach it, leaving her to scream and roar and claw away at the wall until all the concrete is shredded and her claws are broken and bleeding.
Mira and Zoey are both shocked to see Rumi come through the portal, but quickly piece it together based on Rumi’s reaction and the noticeable lack of Celine. They gently pull Rumi away from the wall, let her collapse to the ground, hold her as she cries. Neither had said a goodbye to Celine, because they hadn’t known she was going to stay in the demon realm. Regardless of their feelings, they all mourn Celine together.
Meanwhile, Gwi-Ma and a horde of demons are looming over Celine. Gwi-Ma smiles wide, gloating, “A noble move, foolish Hunter. But nobility will not serve you, here. You are alone. You don’t even have your swords.”
To which Celine just pulls out a sickle from behind her back. “Don’t need them,” she growls.
One of the demons looks to his buddy next to him. “Why do I hear boss music?” he asks with deep concern.
It’s not until a few months later that a new rift forms, and Rumi rushes to it, throwing herself through without a second thought. Mira and Zoey are right behind her, and they all brace for an epic battle through a horde of demons to find Celine.
But the demon realm is…different. Actually kind of…nice? There are plants and trees and water and even the air feels cleaner. They encounter a demon who smiles happily at them and greets them with a wave. “Oh! You’re here! Good, she’ll be so happy to see you! I’ll take you to her if you want.”
The girls share a confused look. “What do you mean?” Rumi asks, still wary this is a trap.
The demon just shrugs. “Well, to the Queen, of course!”
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