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[la-dibujante-juma]

Hey everyone! You might be wondering why I haven't been so active lately. Well, it's because I've been preparing this little space for you to interact with me. You can ask me questions or send me drawings of my characters or anything else. Anyway, I hope you like it! I'll leave the link in my profile bio and in this post so you can try it out. See you next time! Bye bye!

P.S.: The gray character in the image is... Terrance!

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I just drew my favorite girls in the whole world, love them sm💕

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"Do you?"

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Zoey just be sightseeing instead of working out. I know you all saw that one Jihyo workout.

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Rumi as Ahsoka and Celine as Captain Rex

Meanwhile Mi‑yeong and Hana have zero Star Wars knowledge, but they still show up to every con. They don’t know what’s happening, but they still support the girls.

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I have the pleasure of sharing a commission I created for @alyc712 for their fic A Wolf, A Tiger, and Their Songbird

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How it all began:

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I hate when my mind just goes full no thoughts, head empty. Anyways, here's a superman au

Celine and Mi‑yeong were children of Krypton, never meant to cross paths, never meant to love each other, and yet they did. They tied their lives together against their families’ wishes and left their world behind to chase the stars. Somewhere out there, between constellations, they welcomed their daughter. They laughed, they cried, they lived. They built a home they could only dream of on Krypton.

But Krypton was gone. Devoured by greed and shortsightedness. Rumi would never know her ancestral planet. She would always be a tree without roots.

A small price for the survival of her and her mothers.

But space is a dark place. Their ship was attacked, and even though they had fought pirates before and won, the damage was too much. Celine set a course for a planet with a yellow sun, but it did not matter. Mi‑yeong’s last breath came too soon.

Grief swallowed everything. Their home was gone, her beloved was gone. Celine carried Rumi to Earth, settled on this strange planet full of strange beings, and tried to build a quiet life. Rumi went to school and even though human knowledge could not compare to Kryptonian, she found an energetic friend who brought something new into their lives. Or maybe something they had forgotten.

Years passed. High school faded. Rumi joined Celine in her workshop while studying aerospace engineering. Zoey chose music. Their paths drifted apart but their bond only grew stronger. Celine liked this peaceful life and even though a part of her died with Mi‑yeong, she felt alive.

Until Rumi, her mother’s daughter, decided she wanted to help those who could not protect themselves. Celine tried to stop her, but when she realized Rumi would do it anyway, she chose to help. At least she could keep her child safe.

Zoey helped however she could, and Celine was endlessly grateful. The problem began when Kang Mira arrived, daughter of a family with far too many skeletons in their closets. Suddenly both Rumi and Zoey lost every grain of common sense. Was Celine just as foolish when she fell for Mi‑yeong? Maybe, with Min‑ji Song stepping into her life, she will remember those long‑buried feelings. Maybe her heart will beat again.

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morning

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other times

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Sun: So, I heard it’s good to practice kiss— Celine: Over my dead body. Sun: Hana? Hana: You can practice on her dead body. Sun: …

later Sun: Jin! I need your help!

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First batch of headcanons for the Superman AU:

Celine belonged to the military guild and Mi‑yeong to the artistic one.

It was Mi‑yeong who began courting Celine, fascinated by her beauty and the strength that accompanied it. Celine rejected her for a long time, too attached to Krypton’s rules and her own guild, until she finally yielded to her charms, enchanted by her voice.

Matricomp deemed their relationship incompatible. They decided to steal a ship and a birth matrix and set out into the stars. Mi‑yeong believed the universe was too beautiful to spend a life in one place. Celine believed in Mi‑yeong. That was enough to leave.

Rumi was born far from Krypton. The birth matrix had been slightly damaged during her mothers’ escape and exposed to cosmic radiation. This caused her left eye to develop weaker powers than the right (it sees worse, its heat vision doesn’t reach the same temperatures and causes pain and fatigue more quickly), her hair took on a purple tint, and some of her tissues became denser. She also accumulates solar energy faster and in greater amounts, but long, intense periods without sunlight can quickly lead to exhaustion and weakness.

For five years they wandered through star systems, living like nomads of the universe. Mi‑yeong was at her most creative then; Celine at her most stressed—she lost count of how many times they had to flee or fight because Mi‑yeong became too enamored with something she absolutely shouldn’t have. Fortunately, Rumi’s presence added a bit of sense to her life.

Rumi grew up in space, learning from both her mothers. From Mi‑yeong she learned art, music, and wonder; from Celine discipline, survival, and combat.

Red dwarfs make up the majority of stars (70-80% of all stars), so during their travels they rarely had the chance to be exposed to radiation from other types of stars. The Sun was the first yellow star they had ever seen.

Mi‑yeong always followed beauty, so when she heard rumors of the Sun’s beauty, she decided they should go there. That’s where they encountered slave hunters. Celine managed to destroy all the attackers, but Mi‑yeong was gravely wounded while protecting Rumi. Celine pushed the ship to its limits, but she couldn’t make it in time. She buried her beloved on Jeju Island, in the most beautiful place she could find. At the burial site she placed a great stone, burned Mi‑yeong’s name into it, and together with Rumi sang her favorite songs.

The first hours on Earth were a nightmare for Celine—her grief worsened the sensory overload caused by the Sun’s radiation. In her suffering she nearly hurt Rumi.

Their ship was badly damaged. Celine decided that while she repaired it, Rumi should experience a bit of normal life. She earned money, bought an old cottage, and enrolled Rumi in school. In her daughter’s absence she drowned herself in work, trying to forget the bitter feeling that filled her heart. It took her many days to realize that Rumi was mourning her mother too. The dam she had worked so hard to build to shut off her own emotions finally broke. For the first time in her life, Celine cried.

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Don’t stop. Keep moving—harder, faster.

One tear sealed, now another.

Celine couldn’t remember the last time so many demons had broken through Honmoon. Countless hordes pressed in, a tide of bodies and claws. She knew she wouldn’t be able to save everyone. She closed one tear only for two more to appear in its place. The barrier always weakened in autumn, but never this much.

A lie.

She remembered a much larger horde all too well. Something precious had been taken from her then.

No. Don’t think about that. Not now.

Slash. Stab. Dodge.

A breath.

Another tear.

Repeat.

Exhaustion soaked into muscle and bone. Her body faltered, but she couldn’t stop. No matter how much she bled, how badly she limped, Celine cut down demon after demon.

Slash. Stab. Dodge.

Day gave way to night, but that meant nothing to the demons. The glowing installations around Cheonggyecheon meant nothing either.

Three hours ago Celine had gotten a call from Jeju—the demons had attacked the island. Mentors and a few mudang had gone to defend it.

She was alone. Just her, Seoul, and endless demon hordes.

The sun chased away the moon, thick clouds gathering overhead.

The boy—Celine refused to think about how, in another world, Rumi would be his age—dissolved before her eyes. Another soul she couldn’t save. Another she had failed.

The world wept and Celine wasn’t sure whether the drops on her face were rain or her own tears.

Slash. Stab. Dodge.

Night again. When had the sun set?

Celine leaned against a wall. Her body begged for a break, but she knew that if she sat down now, she’d never find the strength to rise again.

There. Another demon.

She clenched her teeth and, even as her body screamed for her to stop, she pushed forward.

The world swayed and blurred. Honmoon still wailed, but much quieter now. An hour had passed since the last tear.

Walls and bulletin boards were plastered with a terrifying number of posters. So many families would never see their loved ones again. All because of Celine. If only she had tried harder.

The world tilted.

No. No no no. Not now. Not now!

A pair of arms wrapped around her waist.

She closed her eyes just for a moment. And again those hands—soft and deceptively strong. They helped her into the elevator, then into the apartment, then into the bathroom.

Celine didn’t react to the sting of her wounds or the needle running through her skin. She deserved this and far more.

A soft blanket settled around her shoulders. No, she should be sitting here alone, in the cold bathroom, bleeding and paying for every failure.

When had she ended up in the bedroom?

Mi‑yeong and Hana looked at her from an old photograph. What would they think of her? She was supposed to be a fearless leader. Unbreakable. But she had failed. Failed so terribly.

She slid to the floor. The blanket slipped from her shoulders, her face buried in her hands.

“I need you. I need you both so much.”

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We’re right here, Cece… We’re always here...