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I go by Livi (or Ryder). I just enjoy writing and drawing, mostly sapphic/lesbian ships. This is my side art blog, I reblog/follow from @homunerd.

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She is not that thick bro please stop

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“She landed light on her feet, letting her sword fall to her side. As the remnants of his body melted away, the other dokkaebi gaped.

Mira and Zoey raced forward. Rumi paused, just long enough for the other demons to understand what they were facing, but not long enough for them to adjust, to figure out how to deal with this new threat.

She lunged.”

Lay Me Down: Chapter 21 by @general-zoi

This scene just hooked me that I had to draw it!

Details / Unblurred in the undercut :3

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Zoerumi ficlet week 2026!

Day 6: Rain

To Zoey, the rain meant she would have a bad day.

At first it was small, like having to stay inside. Her parents didn't want her to get soaked or dirty, even if she'd wear her rain jacket! And frog boots! And not pick up toads!

It was fine though, they played with her! She loved their board games and especially video games. She loved Oregon Trail!

Things only became worse when she was older.

Maybe it was her urge to go out intensified. Or maybe her ADHD. Or maybe her lack of friends— which meant she didn't have a ride and sometimes, often times, would come home from school soaked if she missed the bus, but she found herself chained at home.

Zoey would always winded up in her room, trying to ignore the storm outside and in her house.

If she asked, her mom refused to let her out while her dad though she should to get her energy out (away from them, because she was loud.)

This would ended up with them arguing about what she should or shouldn't do. She learned, rather quickly, to just stay in. It was easier.

Rainy days became less bad and more bittersweet the day her parents told her they were getting a divorce. It had been years in the making, and Zoey had never felt so relieved, but also…

Ironically, the rain cut the power that day. It was the last time they all gathered around the table, she, her parents, and her brother, and played board games until the storm had passed.

It had never been positive. Not until after she met Rumi.

Rumi would smile up at the grey storm clouds, like it was an old friend even though she was just a few years older than Zoey. She'd hold out her hand, watching the droplets fall for hours.

Zoey asked her, after a few months of them living together, before they debuted, why she seemed so excited. The rain was nice, sure but it wasn't perfect.

To that, Rumi just shrugged, and remark something so utterly cheesy that Zoey couldn't help but fall in love.

"I just think the gardens are going to drink well today, is all."

She'd always watch Rumi after that, especially on the days it rained and her mood felt dimmed. She gave her something to smile about.

At some point, watching her became doing things with her. When Mira joined, things became movies, food, and indoor arcades. They'd all end up laughing together in a slumber party of a sorts, Zoey's head finding it's way into Rumi's lap as she talked about anything and everything.

Things changed, after the Idol Awards.

The first day it rained, Zoey found alone Rumi outside.

One week after everything, and they had went to Jeju Island, away from the lights of Seoul for a brief moment during their hiatus. To rest, even if there was more that needed to be said, even if Zoey was more restless than anything.

"Rumi, what are you-" Zoey froze as one brown and one gold eye met her gaze.

So Zoey found Rumi in front of the old half-burnt tree, looking so hauntingly beautiful with her hair down and water soaking her pajamas.

Immediately, Zoey had rushed beside her with an umbrella.

Exhaustion marred her face. The bags under her eyes dark prominent even in the dim world.

Under the umbrella's canopy, Zoey hesitated, waiting for her.

Rumi twitched, then looked down. The rain didn't hide the tears that slipped down her cheek.

"He's still in front of me, sometimes."

Zoey's voice caught in her throat. "Who?"

"Gwi-ma…. Jinu." Rumi shuttered, curling inwards. "The rain helps me forget. They can't burn in the rain."

It took a second for Zoey to connect the dots. But then Rumi looked up at her, the patterns across her face—her body—flickering a deep purple, and Zoey dropped her umbrella to wrap her arms around Rumi's shoulders.

Rumi hugged her back, shoulders quaking.

And they stay like that, with the rain pouring around them, and for once, Zoey didn't mind the rain at all.

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“She landed light on her feet, letting her sword fall to her side. As the remnants of his body melted away, the other dokkaebi gaped.

Mira and Zoey raced forward. Rumi paused, just long enough for the other demons to understand what they were facing, but not long enough for them to adjust, to figure out how to deal with this new threat.

She lunged.”

Lay Me Down: Chapter 21 by @general-zoi

This scene just hooked me that I had to draw it!

Details / Unblurred in the undercut :3

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body shape practice with the girls

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Zoerumi ficlet week 2026!

Day 5: Mira POV (nsfw)

Mira didn't know how to love.

Her parents had always been cold and distant. She learned quickly that love was time and time was money. They spoiled her early, until she wanted more than just the trinkets and material items. She wanted them to see her but it soon became crystal clear they didn't want too.

Mira can't love like that, so clearly, she doesn't understand what love is.

Huntr/x has it's come back concert and it's a hit.

Zoey stands on stage with Rumi. Behind them, Mira watches as they whisper to each other while waving to the crowd.

She sees Rumi's hand land on Zoey's waist. She sees the soft glance Zoey sends Rumi before she jumps to hug her around the neck. She sees the fans eat it up, most probably theorizing their relationship and love life incorrectly. Or, in some cases, too on the nose.

A swell of emotion she can't place bursts from deep in her chest. It takes Mira by surprise, so much so she almost gasps but reflex takes over and she wipes her expression. Under the stage lights, she can't parse anything, so she doesn't, smiling and waving instead.

She rides the high until back behind close doors.

At their hotel, clean from the concerts' chaos, Mira receives attention she never deserves. She's pampered, hydrated, and cuddled, only she's missing something. Her head or maybe her heart feels like its leaking, but she melts into them as they decompress. Rumi laughs at what Zoey says, throwing her wet towel across the room so it hits her in the face.

Mira hears Zoeys shrieks, and she responds with her own wolf whistle as she scans Rumi's body, both teasingly and not. Rumi winks, and Mira's heart pounds. She licks her lips.

Mira realizes what the feeling is as she watches Zoey gasp underneath Rumi's body, watches the way her breath hitches and her throat bobs as Rumi's hips connect with hers.

Rumi's face is set, determined; she keeps a brutal rhythm that Mira knows will cause Zoey to buckle soon. Even through it all, her claws never break skin. The whispers and grunts of praise are hot on her tongue. Her patterns pulse with their colors that never stop glowing.

Zoey comes and Rumi slows. She kisses gently down her back letting her ride the high until she's done. Zoey wraps her arms around Rumi's shoulders and kisses her.

"I love you." Zoey whispers.

"I love you too." Rumi murmers.

They look up at her, eyes full of the same love they have for each other, and smile.

Mira's chest tightens, expands, explodes.

It's then, Mira realizes- watching, listening, being with them- she can love. That she's always loved them, will always love them.

Mira realizes, sniffling as they kiss her face and pull her close, she's always been a lover. As they make her tremble, her body pliant and goey between them, they remind her of their love for her.

And she wouldn't have it any other way.

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Zoerumi ficlet week 2026!

Day 4: Music

Music has always been a part of Rumi's life.

It starts when she's young, cradled in Celine's arms as she hums a tune so old the world shimmers around her. Rumi reaches out with her chubby fingers. The strands, the sound waves, twists around them, jumping in delightful excitement as Celine's voice does.

Celine finishes and the light disappears, but Rumi's life has just begun.

Not too long after, she learns how much she loves to sing. The Honmoon quakes as she finds her voice. Each wave jittering and switling. Ever instrument she touches becomes adds a layer that pleases the rays around her. So she learns more.

She plays. She sings. She creates.

When Mira joins, her voice adds pink to the threads that tie them together. Her deep timbre adds stablitiy, a base that Rumi hadn't known she'd needed. One becomes two, and it's inevitable they clash. Rumi's melody doesn't always sit well against the drone of Mira's needs - but they find a compromise eventually. A duet.

Zoey doesn't quite arrive as she does crash into their lives. Her raps spit fire, and for the first time Rumi sees her on stage her heart thumps on syncopated beat that takes her breath away.

She's their third. Their harmony. Rumi finds herself listening, more and more to the chords that support her than the melody she's suppose to carry. She adds blue to the waves, and the set clicks together like it's always ment to be.

Well, almost. Because Rumi's still hiding. Rumi and her shame and scars.

They make that heavy melody, trying to turn the Honmoon gold. Even if it works for a second, her voice soars above the crowds, Rumi's skin burns with her scars. She's alone on stage; she can hold this burden.

And then, it's all revealed.

It's all revealed, and the music dies. The Honmoon breaks. The world collapses.

It's filled with her shame. It's emptiness, a gaping hole, a cavity Rumi can't fill without them.

She calls for them. Reaching out. Pleading.

They don't respond. Aren't responding. They're afraid.

She goes to Celine.

Celine doesn't help. She doesn't sing. She can't anymore. She can't hear the harmony or rhythm that Rumi cries out for. She's quiet in a sea of pain and despair and hurt.

Rumi goes back to what she knows. Who she knows, to make amends. To free them.

Zoey responds first. She responds, and Rumi could weep as her soul shines across the thousands crowded. Her voice carries, picking up where Rumi leaves off, her own melody that empowers her in ways she can't describe.

Mira follows, completing the verse. They fight, the determination flowing through them. Their connection with the Honmoon quivers, shakes, shines.

And then their song is over. As Rumi looks over the crowd cheering below, her soul vibrates inside her chest feeling Zoey and Mira besides her.

Zoey reaches out first, as she always does. She claps their hands together, intertwining their fingers as she looks at her, eyes full of stars and a smile that brightens the world more than the Honmoon did.

Mira next, with tears in her eyes and softness in her stance. Her hand's warm in Rumi's own.

And with their souls singing together, Rumi smiles too.

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Zoerumi ficlet week 2026!

Day 3: Video Games (Splatoon)

"You play as squids and… Octopuses?" Rumi asked as she watched Zoey's character roll into the water and dissipated into a fine mist.

Zoey swore as she respawned before nodding. "Yeah! So they're called inklings and octolings, but they kinda just use Inkfish now."

"I see." Rumi said.

"You know, I think you'd like it!" Zoey turned suddenly. Her character, an inkling? Got run over by another character with weird hair holding what looked like a rolling paint brush."Oh my god! I need you to play Octo Expansion."

"Octo what?"

"Okay once this match ends I'm opening your account and gonna teach you. You're gonna love Marina."

For the next three hours Zoey walked her through Splatoon 2, because even though there was another, newer game, Zoey really really wanted Rumi to play the DLC for this one. The following three hours lead to Rumi beating the majority of the single campaign.

She actually enjoyed it a lot. Dare she say, she was having fun. Rumi never had played a game through like this, but having Zoey help, pointing out lore, and pretending to voice act really made it special. She also didn't realize how detailed the game was. There was something special.

The sound design, the fashion, the stickers around. And wow, the music! Every new song Rumi heard she wanted more.

They had to stop around two in the morning when Rumi remembered that they had an early rehearsal the next day, or more specifically, later that day. Zoey had groaned, because they were so close, but instead just made the Switch sleep before tackling her with a blanket.

It wasn't until about a week later that Rumi managed to pick up the game again.

Zoey and Mira had agreed to a local convention meet and greet, but Rumi had already accepted an interview that conflicted times. She got home early and alone.

Which also meant she was quickly very bored. Even with the two of them blowing up her phone and taking pictures, she missed being with them. It was probably a bit clingy, but they made her day better.

So she set up the Switch and dived in. The first few hours went by easily, she finished the main story slamming the Rainmaker down into the enemy DJ Octavio (who had some rad remixes, if she was being honest). Calamari Inkantation bumped through the penthouse as she felt the rhythm. She filed the sounds for later, inspired by the beat and synths used.

The next step was Octo Expansion.

Rumi walked her character to the subway, and soon her octoling was waking up to an old squid yelling at her.

The game play was so much harder than Rumi expected. Short levels, but they ranged from bullet hell to barely squeaking by.

Rumi was halfway through the stage titled Girl Power Station when the elevator open and her girls walked through. She didn't even acknowledge them as she focused on the screen.

Her octoling, now dubbed Agent 8, slogged through the green sanitized ink as she attempted to paint the ground. The center orb was depleting fast, and suddenly she was splatted.

"Argah!" Rumi groaned throwing her controller on the couch.

Zoey cooed sympathetic. "Sooo close, how many times was that?"

"Five." Rumi grumbled as she leaned back to see Zoeys grinning face. She smiled back, her gaming woes calmed immediately by her sun. "Hey."

"Hey," Zoey said giving her a forehead kiss. "Mir went to go shower. You want any help?"

"No, I can do it. I just need more practice." Rumi huffed.

"How about emotional support?" Zoey asked, which Rumi perked up at. "Backpack cuddles?"

"Yes please."

Zoey giggled, "Lemme get comfy and I'll come back."

Another few failed attempt and Zoey curled up behind her. She perched her head on her shoulder, giving her minor suggestions.

An hour and Rumi finally, finally ran down the timer which made her cheer.

Zoey laughed, kissing her cheek. Rumi gratefully nuzzled against her. "Thank you."

"You did that yourself." Zoey squeezed around her waist. "By the way, did you ever see the chat logs?"

"What chat logs?"

When Mira came out, Rumi was blowing wetly into a tissue, with Zoey rubbing her back. She sighed, an affectionate thing as she sat next to them and started rubbing her back.

"Marina's chat logs?"

"Marina's chat logs."

"She was an octoling Mira," Rumi whimpered sniffling. "She was scared but Pearl helped her not be afraid."

"Yeah, she did." Mira slid an arm around the back of the couch. Rumi leaned into it.

"A-and Pearl cares for her, even after she knew! The way she still wanted to make music together too." Rumi wiped her eyes. "Their music changed their lives and then the world."

"Sounds familiar." Mira said.

"Wait!" Zoey gasped. "Rumi you're so Marina with the 'I hid a part of myself because I was afraid that you'd kill me' vibe, so who's Pearl!"

"You, stupid." Mira said rolling her eyes. "Short rapper with a large forehead?"

"Okay rude, Pearl spits pure fire." Zoey stuck out her tongue. "Also you're totally Marie."

"Which ones Marie again?" Mira asked.

Rumi laughed a bit, a slightly soggy laugh that made the two of them smile. "I guess you do have family drama, huh."

"She even squints like a grandma." Zoey nudged Rumi and they giggle a bit.

"Excuse me," Mira deadpanned. "Now wait just a second-"

"You're excused!" Zoey grinned.

Rumi saw a telling twitch in Mira's eyebrow.

And maybe Rumi was too slow from stopping Mira as she jumped over her to tackle Zoey. Or maybe she let her, because she thought it was funny. Who knows.

Author note: For those who don't play, Callie (Marie's cousin and fellow Squid Sisters) calls Marie a grandma bc she has grey tentacles. Additionally play Splatoon or listen to Splatoon music please I'm begging.

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Zoerumi ficlet week 2026!

Day 2: Space

Before the Idol Awards, Rumi always kept people at arms length.

Physically, Zoey saw the ways that Rumi avoided contact. A step too close? She'd take a step back. Any sort of contact warranted a polite, apologetic smile. It extended to fans, a producer, hell- even Celine of all people.

Emotionally, she was harder to gauge. Zoey's usually good at gauging things, call it a sixth sense or just personal experience, but with Rumi things were different. Certain topics that begged to be answered weren't while others she was an open book. It was as though she fought herself, especially with the look in her eyes whenever a difficult topic came up.

Rumi liked to keep her distance. Zoey understood. She never wanted to make her uncomfortable, but she unfortunately lived with boundless energy and quick actions that tended to err on touchy rather than not. She tried to, forced herself even, but sometimes when she saw Rumi on those late nights far away from the concert halls it was hard not to scoop her up into her arms.

After the Idol Awards everything changed. Of course it did, but Zoey didn't exactly expect herself to suddenly have her best friend, her band mate, her soulmate, velcro-ed to her any waking hour.

Don't get her wrong, she loved it. She waited years for moments like this, dreamed about it, made one two many stories, but unfortunately her bladder waited for no one.

"Ruummmiii." Zoey groaned. "Come on let me up I need to go the bathroom."

Rumi definitely heard her, but instead of doing what she should do, she squeezed Zoey tighter. Her patterns glowed softly.

"Ruuuummmmmmmiiiii," Zoey tried slapping the others back which was actually just a slab of muscle. that did nothing but make Zoey's hand sting a little. "Pleaseeeeee!! I'll come back!"

"But you're so cozy now." Rumi said low and sleepy. Her voice muffled against Zoey's shoulder. "And I'm warm and comfy…"

"Yes, but you won't be for long if you keep laying on me." Zoey plead, but Rumi shook her hear.

"I don't care." Rumi took a deep breath. "I wasn't able to do this before, and I know you love it, so now I need to make up for when I didn't." She added, quietly, "I need you to know how much I love you."

Zoey melted, because what else are you suppose to do when your partner says that. She forced back tears with a wet laugh before, letting out a puff of defeat. Her fingers trail lightly over one of her patterns on Rumi's bicep. The mark seems to know it's her, some how, flaring a greenish teal that follows her hand as she runs down her arm. Mira had her own color, pink, that swirled around along side Rumi's purple.

"I love you too." Zoey said softly. She kissed the top of her head, right where a pattern disappeared into her hairline. She traced a lazy heart.

Rumi made a noise alkin to a purr, gripping around Zoey'e waist tighter. They stayed like that for a moment, Rumi's breathing edging on slumber as Zoey took the chance to run her fingers through her purple hair. Zoey never felt so close before.

And then Rumi shifted, leaning too close for comfort, and Zoey squeaked as she remembered her predicament. "Baby, sweets, princess, my yam, my awfully heavy and smoking hot beef cake of a leader-"

"I'm not that heavy." Rumi mumbled sounding annoyed.

"Well you're heavily on my bladder!" Zoey teased, poking at Rumi's nose. "Come on, after I get up we can cuddle even more. I can even drag Mira in here."

"Bribing me." Rumi murmured before sighing heavily. "Fine. Five minutes."

"Yes!" Zoey scrambled from underneath. "Five minutes!"

Thankfully for Rumi, it only four minutes and 22 seconds (Zoey counted).

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Zoerumi ficlet week 2026!

Day 1: Soulmates

Zoey didn't believe in soulmates.

She saw first hand the way people were torn apart. The way that people who loved each other at some point, could just… stop. While sometimes it was a sharp immediate divide, she witnessed the slow, steady demise instead.

Her parents divorce was out of a dictionary. They ended with split custody of her, which became splitting her already limited free time. Pulled between two worlds, there wasn't much time for her own.

Well, until HUNTR/X.

Zoey didn't believe in soulmates, but apparently the world believed for her.

She met Rumi by accident while skateboarding to work.

She was late. She always ran late to work, but this time she was really late to work. Her manager at the concert stadium was nice enough to let her slide off one too many times, but this was gonna be the last straw. She totally was in the dog house now.

Hell, her Dad even reminded her, like he always did, but she ended losing track until her late alarm rang through the game she dived into and now she was skateboarding like her life depended on it.

Zoey managed to make it all the way too the door when there's a ripple. The light around her quivered, shaking with some unseen force.

(The world did that sometimes. Zoey tried to see if anyone else could see it, but her parents made her get her eyes tested, and after that Zoey kept quiet. She would later be told by Rumi it was the Honmoon, and that she wasn't just seeing things.

She would never feel so relieved.)

The world rippled, so brighter that she forgot to stop just the door in front of her flew open. It smacked her in the face, and with a yelp she leaned back cradling her bruised nose. She forgot she was still on her board, and the weight shift caused it to slip out underneath her and- oh fuck!

Zoey crashed to the floor, hitting her head with a nasty bang and sparks burst in the black of her eyelids. She groaned. Her nose, now her head. And she was late.

"Oh my god!" A voice said before she heard shuffling. "Are you okay?"

"Y-yeah just give me a second." Zoey winced as she tried moving only for her to feel a bout of nausea. Oh god did she have a concussion? She really couldn't take the day off.

"I'm so sorry, I thought I saw something outside and-" The voice clipped off as Zoey opened her eyes to the most beautiful woman imaginable.

Purple hair braided, brown eyes that turned gold in the sun, and skin Zoey could only describe as soft.

The world rippled around them, and something just, clicked. It's like other woman could feel it too, falling silent as she hovered over Zoey.

"Wow, did I die and go to heaven? I think I see an angel." She said, head filled with nothing else besides her. .

The angel laughed a surprised thing. "No, my name is Rumi." She said with an amused smile. She looked around, as though she could see the shimmering waves around them. "But I think you might be mine. It's nice to meet you."

Zoey hadn't believed in soulmates before, but suddenly, she might. Even if she caused her a concussion.

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lil comic based off of @unicyclehippo's WAGG fic chap 2 where Rumi's a stray dog and zoey and mira find her...

thank u ollie for such a fun scene lives in my head rent free

Read it here! Fic Link

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Hey everyone! im opening up vgen comms to save up for a switch 2 - i’m opening 3 slots.

if you have any questions feel free to ask! thanks for considering :>

VGen Link

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I started a new fic! this time rumi crashes the car.

please enjoy :3

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based on @kayr0ss 's fic Wolfish Behavior !!!!!! please read werewolf Rumi's mishaps... like being a peanut butter bandit (non-canon, but in my heart /lh)

extra:

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happy belated birthday Mira!!! (she busted ass on zoey’s skateboard)

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a small doodle i did for @general-zoi’s Lay Me Down fic. chapter 18 ended up relating to it (ouch) so read it here!!