seaskylark

my ao3 ;)

[seaskyylark]

Rumi would die a thousand times to keep her girls safe, and that's exactly what terrifies Mira most.

pspspsps come and get your serving of self-sacrificial rumi whump

[lesbianandstressing]

*TW: Alcoholism, addiction, weightloss, and suicidal ideation. Proceed with caution*

After the idol awards, Rumi and Celine don’t talk for two weeks.

Neither of them reach out, and that all changes when Rumi decides to call. But it goes straight to voicemail. She tries a few more times but receives nothing. Her texts won’t even deliver.

So, the three of them get on a plane to Jeju.

When they arrive at Celine’s home, they are shocked to see the whole house a complete and total disaster. Takeout containers everywhere, bottles upon bottles of alcohol, and trash everywhere. It’s not anything they are used to, Celine usually keeps her spaces incredibly neat.

When Rumi looks in the living room, she freezes.

Celine is sitting on the couch, an empty wine bottle on the table in front of her. A glass is in her hand, eyes bloodshot red, and she looks like she’s lost 20 pounds.

Up on the tv screen, Rumi sees her younger self. It appears to be a home video. The audio crackles in, and she listens.

“Come on, my sweet girl. You can do it.”

Little Rumi stands up, unsteady on her feet. Her face is focused, tiny brow furrowed. She hesitantly takes a step, before tumbling down.

A loud cry pierces the air. Celine places the camera down, but it still faces Rumi, who’s face is now red with tears streaming down her cheeks.

“Oh my little hunter. It’s ok. You’re alright.”

Celine brings Rumi into her arms, rubbing her back and kissing her forehead. “I know that was scary, sweetheart. But you’re ok. I got you.”

Rumi buries her head into Celine’s shoulder, cries quieting.

The video goes on for another ten minutes, Celine clearly forgetting to turn it off. The ten minutes are filled with Celine comforting and soothing Rumi, until the little girl is all smiles again.

The video cuts, the screen going black for a moment before Celine emotionlessly presses play on another video.

In this one, Rumi is older, maybe five or six years old.

“Ok, today’s a big day. My little hunter lost her first tooth!” Celine exclaims, holding up a plastic baggy. The tooth is barely visible with in it.

“Hey! I’m not little!” Rumi exclaims. Celine laughs. She grabs a shrieking Rumi, and the next two minutes show Rumi getting attacked with playful kisses and tickles, until she’s completely breathless and teary eyed.

Celine looks up, finally noticing Rumi, Mira, and Zoey. They are standing there in shock. But Celine seems completely indifferent to them being there.

“Oh great. Now all three of you are showing up.” She says, standing up and grabbing a glass of whiskey from the kitchen.

“Celine? What do you mean by that?” Rumi asks, rushing to follow her.

“I know I failed you Rumi. I know I fucked up and don’t deserve to live after what I put you through. I don’t need Mira and Zoey to tell me that as well.”

Rumi is thoroughly confused. Celine hasn’t talked to any of them in weeks.

Why does Celine think she said that to her?

“Rumi, I think she’s been having drunken hallucinations.” Zoey murmurs. Her own father had been an alcoholic before his death.

“Of me?” Rumi asks. Zoey nods. Celine doesn’t pay any attention, going back to the couch and putting on another video.

Just how long has Celine been drinking herself to death?

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[lelitachay]

There are two whiteboards in the company’s conference room. One everyone uses during meetings, and another no one dares to touch. It used to be the original — and only — whiteboard, until one day Rumi left Celine a quick note on it, and Celine made sure it stayed there.

"Took money from your purse. I'm starving and you’re basically my sponsor anyway. Love you, Cece! — R♥"

[mmeandar]

okay, so rumi plays guitar, zoey plays piano and produces, and mira...

well, taking her parents into account, she probably was forced did learn piano as a kid. but due to the nature of it, she strays away from it as soon as she's away from her parents, tells celine she cannot do batshit on any instrument, and celine says that they'll work on that eventually, aka, after making sure mira won't die from a demon attack.

anyway, celine gets really caught up in the demon stuff (destiny comes first!) and maybe, sort of neglects to teach mira directly or sign her up for classes, and mira is by all means perfectly satisfied with that. no piano = no bad memories.

she still remembers the burns on the backs of her hands at every wrong note. she still remembers the red skin tightening around her knuckles, the blinding tears she had to blinkawayblinkawayblink—

so you have mira, the designated dancer, happy as is. she watches zoey and rumi play their respective instruments, notices how it calms them, how looser and more chuffed they feel after. but she could not experience that, no. and that's fine, it's fine. she is good at dancing, so it doesn't matter.

but, it doesn't have to matter. part of her wants to touch the keys again, slide her palm across the whole length of the piano. the other part remembers.

"You're staring."

Mira looks up, her trance broken, "What?"

"You're staring," Zoey now turned fully to her, patting the corner of the bench, "You want to learn?"

Tchach, learn. As if the rhapsodies aren't burned into the nerves of her fingers, as if the etudes do not shrill in her nightmares.

"Oh, no, no—I'm good, yeah. Thanks." Mira stood up abruptly, scratching the back of her neck as she looked away from the piano. A blush dusted across her cheek, a small scowling voice echoing from somewhere deep within.

there's a day when zoey and rumi are both occupied by something else. rumi is in the garden, frolicking and watering plants. zoey is hours deep into a book she recently bought.

a force she cannot explain pulls mira to the studio. to the bench. to the piano whose keys are now not teeth ready to bite, just plain plastic, smeared with fingertips. she places her palms on them, slowly, as if waiting for the burn to appear.

it doesn't.

she presses the first key, a C#, a note she fell in love with before the pain replaced delight. and it rings in her ears as she holds it, testing its patience, testing her own patience.

her left hand slides farther, pressing down on a chord. it is an anvil pressing on her chest, but she pushes through. she closes her eyes, promising herself she will not look, not peek, that it doesn't matter if she misses a note, if she misses—

it doesn't matter.

the honmoon jitters as she continues to play a slow, but not dragging melody. she's uncertain at first, taking her time to find the notes, getting used to the weight of the keys. on instinct, her foot reaches to push on the pedal, but finds empty space.

a brief look down reminds her that this piano does not have pedals. still, a distant memory comes through and replicates the reverb in her mind and it echoes as if real.

her hands do not burn anymore.

[doodlesofwhimsy]

☺

Mmm miss big boobs. Miss bodacious breasts. I headcanon that Rumi has the biggest boobs of huntrix🤤 Not that they're crazy big, just the biggest of the three. Anyway, I'd like to think that Zoey and Mira will just start squeezing them without even thinking. Not even to be sexual but like the way you'll just be doing smth and u just grab ur boob yk. They'll be sitting watching TV and they'll just be squeezing her boobs and she tries really hard to be nonchalant abt it but she's sensitive to touch in general and she starts squirming and it isn't until her patterns starts going crazy that zoemira look over and realize how flushed she is and then they giggle and Rumi's like 😠😠😠 And she starts climbing all over them like "I can't take it anymore, u got me all bothered so do smth abt it"

Thank you for coming to my Ted talk🙂‍↕️

[b-quieter]

Rumi: Mir, aegiya, it’s late. Come to bed.

Mira: *sat on the floor next to the crib, sleeping newborn cradled in her arms* in a minute. I just… wanna watch her sleep a little longer.

*Rumi crosses room, comes to sit next to Mira*

Mira: doesn’t mean you can’t go back to sleep. I can handle it myself, if she wakes up

Rumi: she’ll be up anyway for a feeding soon, we can switch off then. And then you get to bed, I know you waited until Zoey and I fell asleep so you could come watch her

Mira: *still not taking eyes off the baby* heh. Guilty.

Rumi: *curling into Mira’s side, voice soft* … tell me what’s on your mind, nae sarang

Mira: I just… I love her so much. She’s so little.

Rumi: … well she sure didn’t feel little. But I know what you mean, she looks so tiny in your arms.

Mira: I don’t… I don’t know how anybody couldn’t love somebody this small.

Rumi: … Mira? Are you crying?

Mira: Rumi… do you think my parents ever- even when I was this little-

Rumi: *immediately wraps Mira and the baby in the biggest hug and just holds them both while Mira quietly cries into her shoulder*

[garnetislovegarnetislife]

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

[rumiras]

working on rumi abs

[djinnjin]

“You’ll always be my baby” 🐣

2 years post movie, after a long journey of healing together, Rumi asks Celine to redo this photo of them, 25 years later.

I live in a world of unicorn and rainbows

[djinnjin]

“You were a big baby, with lots of cheeks to bite” 🍎

Celine and Rumi might be my favorite mother-daughter duo, I hope to see more of them in the sequel 🫶

[secondtolastrow]

I love bedroom scene Mira making blunt statements about Who She Is to someone she’s known for 6+ years. I love bedroom scene Mira deescalating by saying she’s acting crazy

I love post-train convo Mira again firmly Defining Herself and doing so according to the worst things she’s ever been, even though she hasn’t once lost her temper in the preceding runtime and her very slight aggression has been extremely controlled

I love fansign Mira with her voice pitched up and her emotiveness on for the fans because she needs them to look at her and see someone better than those worst things

I love train scene Mira being scared for her friend and scared of being lied to and scared of being unloved. I love train scene Mira having someone actually lash out at her and not lashing out back but instead freezing because she’s taught herself her first impulses aren’t safe

I love backstage at the Idol Awards Mira (over six years in!!!!) saying she knew this was “too good to be true”. I love Gwi-Ma attack Mira blaming herself and finally truly lashing out at someone in her own self-hatred as she isolates because she doesn’t get to have a family

I love the way trauma blatantly informs Mira’s characterization and they don’t need to say much more than “apparently, she’s the black sheep of her family”

[frozenwolftemplar]

“apparently, she’s the black sheep of her family”

^The tidy wrapping concealing fifteen-ish years of trauma and its toxic fruits^

[garnetislovegarnetislife]

(slight follow up to this post)

(zoey and mira are lounging on their hotel bed while rumi is out working on some behind the scenes stuff. zoey is curled up against mira’s side, her head resting on her shoulder while she scrolls through twitter, occasionally replying to tweets and giggling softly. mira’s eyes are closed, her cheek pressed to the top of her head, but she’s awake, her fingers running through zoey’s hair. she’s just enjoying her girlfriend’s company.)

zoey, out of nowhere: *gasps in a mixture of astonishment and amusement* oh my god

mira: *opens her eyes and looks down at her* what?

zoey: its finally happened

mira, confused: what finally happened?

zoey: she actually blocked me

mira, still confused: ??? who?

zoey, grinning: celine

mira:

mira: no fucking way

zoey: *lifts her phone up to show her*

mira, shocked but smiling, mildly impressed: you fucking maniac. what the hell did you do to get her to do that *reaches over and picks up her phone*

zoey: 😁

mira: *slowly realizes something*

mira: zoey.

zoey: yes my love?

mira: do not try to butter me up right now. did you flirt with her?

zoey: 😊

mira: *pulls up celines twitter and scrolls through her latest replies, eventually finding the thread that got zoey blocked* ZOEY

zoey, smiling nervously and shrugging: it was funny?

mira: NO IT WAS NOT 😡

zoey:

mira:

zoey: 🤨

mira: …okay its a little funny.

zoey: 😌 exactlyyyy, so-

mira: *grabs her by the waist and flips their positions so shes on top of zoey* but dont forget that you’re mine. celine doesnt get a single second with you, let alone a day. got it?

zoey, dazed and extremely aroused: *nods* yeah. got it 😳

mira: *kisses her and grabs her wrists, pinning them above her head*

(the kiss intensifies, clearly escalating into something neither of them had been anticipating just minutes ago before zoey realized she was blocked.

but mira’s not the only girlfriend zoey’s made jealous with her shenanigans, as evidenced by the puff of red smoke that appears near the entrance to their suite, accompanied by an angry shouting half-demon)

rumi: ZOEY 😡

zoemira: *jump in surprise, but otherwise stay in the same position*

rumi, stomps through the room until she spots them on the bed: …oh 😳

zoey: 😅 heyyy unnieeee

mira: *smirks* hey ru, i was just reminding our maknae who she belongs to. wanna help?

rumi: *joins them on the bed* with pleasure 😈

zoey, roughly calculating a prediction in her brain for how long she wont be to walk after this:

[garnetislovegarnetislife]

rumi has been so repressed about her wants and needs that for years she never considered buying any sorta toys that could help with…certain needs

but then the idol awards happen, and she gets together with zoey and mira, and she sees zoey using a vibrator on herself and finally decides to buy one for herself and orders one online (after taking the vibrators place on zoey of course)

when it arrives miras the one to receive the package, which doesnt have a name on it but does have a familiar logo. she thinks its zoeys (shes seen plenty of packages for zoey w that logo throughout the years, although shes only really seen tantalizing glimpses of the contents of them) so she yells out to her “zo! your package is here!”

imagine her surprise when zoey calls back “i dont have a package?” and rumi jogs out to get it “ooh! sorry! thats mine!”

and look

miras really proud of her girlfriend for finally being able to admit she has needs and work towards satisfying those needs

masturbation is normal! its healthy! its great! (she thinks about what zoey looks like masturbating more often than she’ll really admit out loud! which helps her masturbate!)

but also

she cant help but feel weirdly…jealous

she grits her teeth and bears it however for a few days until the image in her mind of rumi using a vibrator (any vibrator, she never got a glimpse of what exactly she got so her imagination is running wild) drives her nearly insane

she barges into zoeys room and tells her about the package, about how rumi bought a vibrator and how its “so cool right :) that rumis finally taking care of herself :)”

and zoeys like “yeah :) its very cool :) im so proud of her :)”

and then theyre silent for a few moments

before in sync they grab each others shoulders and go “THAT SHOULD BE US THOUGH >:((“

they end up outside her room and knocking on her door. she opens it and says “hey guys! whats up! 😁”

“can we see it” mira asks. zoey is vibrating (ha) behind her

“see what?” rumi tilts her head

“the toy”

“what toy-“

“SHOW US THE VIBRATOR RUMI” zoey shouts

rumi blushes bright red “how did you-”

“rumi, jagiya, i recognized that logo, our little fiend here has been a patron of that company for years now” mira replies. zoey nods, grinning

rumi somehow turns even more red at the image of what toys zoey must have bought “oh” she does go and get it “uh. here” she shows it to them

its pretty basic as far as vibrators go. still-

“can we fuck you w it?” zoey asks suddenly faux innocent

rumi nods frantically “yes please”

big mistake (?)

they then spend the next several hours torturing her w the vibrator, edging her and making her admit to things she wants to do w them in bed, wants them to do to her, until shes oversensitive and begging to come

when she finally does come, zoey pulls up the website she bought the vibrator on and browses on it w a half out-of-it rumi, telling her “alright unnie, whatever you think looks good we’ll buy it 😁”

they end up buying a lot of toys that night, and its only an hour or so later that rumi realizes she essentially just picked out the tools for her own torture based on the way zoeys smiling

[garnetislovegarnetislife]

zoey participates in one of those celebrity boxing matches and goes up against a several-times-over mma champion. everyone sees the matchup and goes “oh my god this poor korean girls about to get her ass beat”

they do pre match interviews in which the mma champion is like “yeah im super confident 😏 idk why they put me up against this little girl though”

meanwhile zoeys just like “this is gonna be so much fun 😁” and everyone is like “poor zoey has no idea whats about to happen to her 😔”

what really confuses them is rumi and miras interviews before the match where they talk about how certain they are zoey will win this, and their lack of fear for their bandmate/girlfriend genuinely baffles the audience

the discrepancy between the mma champ and zoey is even more obvious when they actually get in the ring. #ripzoeyhuntrix becomes the number 1 trending tag before the match starts

ultimately, its not a very long fight

all things considered, the most entertaining aspect of it is the sheer shock and awe of the announcers and crowd. the mma champ looks like a shell of herself by the time a completely unscathed zoey goes to cheerfully shake her hand afterwards

rumira dont look shocked. theyre watching zoey very very intensely though

the next day the paparazzi takes a candid photo of zoey out and about with visible bruises on her collar and throat, but everyone can tell theyre not from the fight, especially considering not a single hit actually landed on her

[queenofghost]

Incorrect K-pop demon hunters quotes part 68

More incorrect quotes

[garnetislovegarnetislife]

They’re on their honeymoon…leave them be…

Epilogue:

[orangejuicex3-mieoi]

Finally finished this idea for the kpdh girls! <3