Here she is! Skarcha (BoschaxSkara) Kid!
She may look like a cinnamon roll, but she will absolutely decimate you if you hurt any of her friends. She has a strong passion for music and loves to help people, hence why she joined the bard and healers track. She’s the tall mom friend in her group. You feelin gloomy? Hugs you at first sight
She doesn’t actually have a name yet so if yall have any suggestions, i’d be happy to read it!
I'm sorry if this ask makes no sense, you left the reply a year ago.
I just went looking for the name of a book I recommended in an anonymous ask to the account blushedfemmes. I had forgotten it. And then I saw your reply asking about the title. It was Night Crawler from "Sometimes she let's me"
rotisserie chickens are a cost-effective way to feed a small family, or for one strange adult woman to experience the joy of a predator tearing apart a carcass
“I love you both,” Mira had whispered, lips pressed against Rumi’s neck. “But I haven’t had a minute of alone time since the second trimester started. You can’t flank me forever.”
She was right, though Rumi hated to admit it. Mira needed her alone time most of them all and it wasn’t practical (or fair) to attempt to have someone with her at all hours of the day. No matter how much she wanted to be glued to Mira’s side.
Ever since the news broke to the public, she’d been more on edge than she’d anticipated. Rumi couldn’t shake the anxiety that came from every direction, now. The fans knew and were largely supportive, sure, but they were the least of her worries. Enemies knew. Obsessive Huntr/x antis and Saja Boy holdouts knew. Every person whose eyes lingered too long on Mira made something fierce bubble up in Rumi, fangs sharp and patterns shimmering.
And Rumi was sure the demon realm knew now, too.
The three of them never spoken about it together. If Mira was worried, she never showed it. But Zoey had broken down in tears after the last hunt Mira had been determined to tag along to, barely showing at that point. She was more than capable of handling herself, but both saw how their wife was slower to move, easier to lose her breath. The pregnancy was hard on her body. Harder than it should have been (Rumi hated that thought) and it was taking a toll on her. Zoey had been so distraught, and Mira had agreed to take it easy.
But both of them hated to leave her alone.
“It’ll be a nice night. Accept some well-deserved awards, drink some champagne for me.” Mira’s smile was convincing, her hands straightening out the straps of Rumi’s dress. “and then come home to me so I can enjoy how hot my wives are all dolled up.”
Rumi regretted it with every fiber of her being.
Celine had been at the podium when all three of them felt it - a warning from the Honmoon, urgent in a way that felt almost alive. It was unlike the usual pull, which manifested as a small tug they’d all grown acutely sensitive to. This time, it felt like the Honmoon was trying to rip them away from the room itself, urge them to where they needed to be.
To urge them to Mira. Rumi could feel it.
Celine had stopped her award speech mid-sentence. If she’d uttered an excuse before running backstage, Rumi hadn’t heard it over her own panic and the noise of Zoey’s chair tipping backwards as they, too, ran out of the banquet hall.
“My car!” Celine directed, and the three of them charged for her silver sports car. Zoey wasted no time climbing over the passengers seat into the back and Celine was moving before Rumi had even managed to close the door.
Tires screeched as Celine turned out of the garage. Rumi dialed Mira and waited impatiently for an answer. Her patterns shimmered dully with fear, her fangs were sharper than usual. It was like she was having a corporeal reaction to the panic, demon rearing its head to fight nothing currently tangible.
“The Honmoon feels angry.” Zoey whispered, voice strained with worry. “I’ve never felt it this strong.”
Mira’s voicemail tone came through the line. Rumi cursed.
“It’s crying out.” Celine said through her teeth. She weaved haphazardly around cars on the Han river expressway. Rumi grabbed on to the handle and took a shaky breath. “It knows Mira’s weak. It knows w- I shouldn’t have left her alone.”
Celine’s knuckles were white. She was doing nearly double the speed limit.
“She’s not weak.” Rumi growled, though fear had settled like a rock in the pit of her stomach. “She can.. She can handle herself. She’s still Mira.”
She didn’t know if she said it for her own benefit, or Zoey’s, or even Mira’s. Celine didn’t answer. She only glared ahead, flying down the service lane to skip the exit traffic.
Again, the Honmoon pulsed like a siren. Zoey gasped.
“Go faster!” She urged, fully into panic mode now. Rumi could tell she was on the verge of tears. “She - she just summoned my shin-kals, she’s calling me for help- ”
She was cut off as Celine popped half the car up on the sidewalk to weave around a bus and through a red light.
The car skidded to a stop in front of the Sunshine Entertainment tower minutes later. The Honmoon pulsed in angry red waves now, rippling around one spot - their home – and the three of them toppled out of the car.
Rumi’s stomach sank.
The door to the residential entrance had been smashed in and the nighttime guard was on the ground. Glass littered the entrance and the burglar alarm was blaring, an automated message alerting them that the police were on their way.
“Call the elevator!” Celine barked, crouching by the security guard quickly to find a pulse. Rumi realized with dread the elevator was already at the penthouse as Zoey slammed the call button repeatedly. “He’s alive. We’ll come back.”
As soon as they were in the elevator Celine and Rumi summoned their weapons. Celine handed Zoey one of her dual swords, and Rumi knew Mira must still be wielding her shin-kals.
When the elevator door opened, the glowing knife in question whizzed past Rumi’s ear and lodged itself in the wall behind them.
“Oh!”
Rumi raised her sword, ready for a fight. But the apartment was still.
Mira stood surrounded by demon dust, ten feet from the elevator doors, gokdo pointed out at them and eyes open wide in surprise as she struggled to catch her breath.
Zoey was the first to rush forward, enveloping her in a tearful hug as Mira’s spear dropped. She melted into Zoey’s hug and they sunk to the ground together. Rumi followed close behind and pulled both of them tight to her chest.
Mira was panting, taking longer than she normally would have to get her breathing under control as she kneeled on the hardwood floor. Rumi slipped her arms around her to lift her bridal-style.
“Come on, lets..” Rumi mumbled, trailing off as she brought Mira over to the couch and gently set her down. Zoey hadn’t let go of her hand. “There we go. We’re here, Love, you’re safe.” She kissed Mira’s temple.
Rumi was vaguely aware of Celine checking every corner of the apartment around them. She should be helping, she knew, but she needed to make sure her family was okay first. She soothed a hand over Mira’s stomach, and in turn Mira tucked her face into Rumi’s neck.
After a few minutes, once her breathing had evened out, Mira finally lifted her head.
“Sorry for stealing your blades, Zo.” Her voice was hoarse. “I realized I needed a little more range than usual.”
“What’s mine is yours.” Zoey whispered back. She opened her teary eyes briefly to stare into Mira’s again, brushing a strand of red hair out of her face. She took a shaky breath. “I’m glad they could help keep you safe.”
“And I’m glad I don’t have perfect aim with them.” Mira chuckled. She brushed a thumb over the tip of Rumi’s ear, where the knife had just barely skimmed her. “I didn’t realize it was you, Darling.”
Rumi only shook her head, pulling her back in for a hug. “I was so scared. It was… It was like the Honmoon was screaming at us. I was so scared we’d be too late.”
“Don’t count me out so easy. I took out waves of them before you got here.” Mira whispered. “Every time the elevator opened, five new demons to fight. Like a fucking video game.” She chuckled at the last part, though it made anxiety twist in Rumi’s gut. “Not bad for your pregnant little housewife, huh?”
“We should have never left you alone.” Celine’s voice carried as she entered the living room again. “The rest of the apartment is clear. They still can’t warp in, not here. That’s why they used the goddamn front door.” She threw her weapons down with finality, the twin blades fizzling back into the Honmoon before they hit the ground.
“I handled it.” Mira said. “I’m still a hunter.”
“You’re four months pregnant, Mira, and you’re having new complications by the week. You shouldn’t have to handle it.” There was fire in Celine’s voice as she said it.
Rumi winced, knowing Mira could and would match Celine’s temper. On a normal day Mira would fire something back and they’d argue before giving each other the cold shoulder for a day or two. She tried to soothe her, running a thumb along her skin, and she felt Mira take a breath; deep and grounding.
“Celine. I am okay. It’s okay.” She said. “I handled it. We’re all good.”
Celine looked her up and down.
“The baby’s okay and I’m okay.” She repeated.
Celine sighed. She leaned over the back of the couch to place a kiss on the top of Mira’s head, lingering for a minute with her arms around all three of them. The silence was grounding, after all of the excitement.
“I will tighten security.” She said as she leaned back. “But… I’d like you to consider coming to stay with me. On Jeju. At least until the baby comes and the three… four of you find a rhythm.”
All three of them were silent. Rumi knew Mira would hate the idea of leaving their home, but she couldn’t deny it was appealing. They’d be safe from demons and prying eyes and paparazzi. It was a conversation they needed to have, but certainly one for another day.
“I will go downstairs and deal with… The PR disaster unfolding.” Celine winced. “You three need to answer Bobby’s messages. I talked him down, but he’s a mess. The police are downstairs, paparazzi already has pictures of the wrecked building lobby... Everyone thinks we ran out of the awards show because someone broke into the tower and tried to harm Mira.”
“It’s not a lie.” Mira mumbled. “It’s just… a little more attention than we like…”
“Right. There was no way to avoid this one getting out. I… Unfortunately made sure of that when I ran off of a live broadcast with no explanation or tact.” There was a short pause. “Answer Bobby. Zoey, send a quick message to your mother so she doesn’t worry when she wakes up in California and sees you three on the news. And then shut off your phones. Don’t worry about anything else tonight. I’ll increase security tenfold. Just get yourselves cleaned up and relax. But please consider my offer.”
The three of them didn’t answer immediately.
“We’ll think about it. Jeju.” Mira said, softly. Rumi felt her eyebrows go up. Really? “Thank you, Celine. For coming so quickly. And for dealing with the mess.”
Celine only nodded.
“Stay safe, Mira.”
“I’ll work on it.”
And Celine stepped into the elevator.
Rumi and Zoey turned their attention back to Mira. Rumi soothed her thumb over a scratch on her cheek – miraculously, the only evidence of harm she could find. Mira was quick to take her hand away and kiss it.
“I was so worried.” Rumi whispered again. Zoey whimpered, burying her face in Mira’s neck.
“I know.” Mira said, turning to kiss both her and then Zoey. “But I can still handle myself, I promise. Everything is okay.” she ran her fingers through Zoey’s hair and held eye contact with Rumi. “You got here so fast. I couldn’t have been fighting for ten minutes… How?”
“The Honmoon… It felt like it was pulling us back home. It shimmered and somehow.. We both just knew you needed us. Celine, too.”
Mira seemed to mull it over. She looked like she had more to say, but decided against it. Rumi wanted to ask.
“And then Celine drove like a fast and furious movie.” Zoey mumbled, muffled into Mira’s skin.
There was a little bit of silence.
“It was really hot.” she continued. Mira barked out a surprised laugh as Rumi gasped. “I don’t know where she learned to drive like that. I think the Sunlight Sisters might have been cooler than us.”
“Zoey…” Rumi whined. “That’s my aunt. That’s our child’s grandmother, basically your mother-in-law.”
“My Mommy-in-l-“
Rumi groaned loudly enough to drown out the rest of the sentence. She hid her face in Mira and felt her giggle along with Zoey.
The stress of the night began to release its hold; both of her girls were here in her arms and she knew she could keep them safe and warm now.
The honmoon pulsed golden, and she took it as a warning not to let her guard down for too much longer.
The concept of Rumi resting her head in Mira's lap while Mira gently caresses her face and hair, occasionally leaning down to pepper kisses onto her forehead or lips. Meanwhile Zoey is snuggling on top of Rumi, full weight on her just cuddling in, listening to her heartbeat. And then at some point she feels like teasing her and says "Rumi, your heart sounds so nice..." And of course Rumi blushes like mad like "th-thanks, Zo..." And then after a few more seconds listening Zoey's like "oh, it's faster now..." And Rumi gets even redder and more flustered until Mira has to step in and kiss her softly to calm her down and be like "okay, Zoey that's enough, you're gonna short-circuit her" and Zoey just giggles and closes her eyes to nap. Mira has to bring Rumi down with more pets and kisses until she can relax again.
my wife said i have to find 10 diamonds in the next hour or im sleeping on the couch tonight and then she called me "her little mineslut" ~(>_<。) i think im fucked chat
Zoey loving turtles and all Ocean life so whenever they have a fight near the assets of some evil corpration who destorys the enviorment(Zoey has memorised all of them) she just happens to do A LOT of collateral damage. Mira and Rumi of course realise this after a while and Zoey comes clean and says how sorry she is . How she is ashamed of abusing her powers like but she just cares so much about the ocean
Mira and Rumi immediately go"Oh my god baby no. We love you! If you want to be an eco terrorist we absolutely support you" and and Zoey just beams and go "I have so many ideas!|"
And then Celine gets very alrmed and stars leaving them a lot of voice mails :
" Girls I just found out that a Oil Platform that was nearly finished at the shipyard was destroyed by what looks like and I quote "lightsabers". I understand that it must have been a huge battle but you need to be more careful"
"Girl was is this I am hearing about every single Whaling boat in Tokyo being sunk just when you have a concert there ?"
"So a three star Michellin restaurant who specializes in serving turtle, whale and shark meat was just burned the ground. Anything to say? I know it was you Zoey"
"If you think letting the paprazzi catch you making out with each other is going to distract me you are dead wrong. We are going to talk about this girls. No about the lesbianism, I am proud of you and I love you . We are going to talk about the terrorism part"
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