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[secondtolastrow]

Alright, alright.

These time-travel shenanigans have me in the chokehold. Release me😭🙏🏾

No <3

Rumi nearly cries when she gets her turtleneck back from the laundry.

Mira isn’t surprised—she and Rumi share a lot of the same feelings about textures, and having touched that sweater, she doesn’t know how Rumi put up with it.

(She does know why.

It’s been years since Rumi felt comfortable enough in her own skin to do short sleeves with any regularity outside of photoshoots. Just like she’s never shared a changing room with them, never come to the bathhouse, and oh—Zoey’s pretty sure she spent most of the past two nights hiding in Celine’s closet, too.

Mira got to talk her down from assuming it was something she, personally, was doing.)

Celine gets a look in her eyes as Rumi tries to hide her relief at the return of her still-stained shirt, the curiosity a counterpoint to the knowing sympathy her older self would have in this situation.

“We could try bleaching it?” Miyeong offers. “I mean, it is already white.”

“No!” Rumi says, starts to clutch it to her chest. Restrains herself. “No, um, this is—it’s fine, thank you, I couldn’t put you out any more, really.”

“Just go change already,” Mira drawls. “I’m getting tired of looking at that shade of green.”

Rumi flushes and hurries off.

“That shade of green?” Chaewon repeats.

Mira freezes. At least it’s not them asking about Rumi, but she still hasn’t figured out how to keep her big mouth shut, huh?

“I told you it was ugly,” says Celine, smirking victoriously, like she doesn’t spend the next twenty years wearing the same three outfits.

Zoey laughs, short and bright and surprised.

Chaewon looks to Miyeong for support, but only receives a wince and a shrug.

“It wasn’t my favorite thing you’re ever bought?” she says, diplomatically.

“Traitors, all of you,” Chaewon replies, shaking her head. “But speaking of things someone bought—or, at least, we hope someone bought—“

“Oh my God,” Miyeong sighs, immediately flustered.

Zoey trades a glance with Mira, confused. They’ve been in the past for less than three days and the only thing they’ve acquired during that period is emergency groceries, which the Sunlight Sisters were there for. Fun fact: Celine’s vegetarianism was apparently a group thing.

Chaewon fishes into her back pockets—and, agh, speaking of fashion, Mira does not know how they deal with those low-rise jeans—and offers out a pair of heavily folded papers. “Found these this morning.”

Celine takes the first with some wariness, as if she’s expecting to be bitten.

“Not meaning to make it weird or anything, but… huh?” Chaewon adds, looking at Mira and Zoey.

Miyeong is now reading over Celine’s shoulder. The unfolded back of the paper—a pamphlet actually—reads… Mira takes off her glasses to scrub them on her shirt.

She puts them back on.

It remains the same.

“Oh, what the fuck?”

[princington]

In love with how you have so many different versions of the girls🫶🏾

thank you 🥰 the girls are my barbie dolls and i'm having so much fun

[whatwordsmiss]

I need more Kid Rumi👹

Don't we all! (some previous kid rumi thoughts here!)

There are two things that immediately come to mind when I think about a rumi who grew up loved and protected and in such a wide, open space.

the first being kid rumi who knows about demon hunters. of course she does: every night celine tells her a story before bed, and they're almost always about previous hunters.

(except the one about a hunter beating demons by eating her vegetables. rumi doesn't quiet think that one is true.)

(... probably. better to not chance it, actually. even if they are gross.)

but what this means is rumi's imaginary friends tend to be battle-ready, badass ladies. ones who are strong and smart and fast and kind. and kid rumi narrates their epic battles as she pretend fights, her stuffed animals and dolls all dressed in beautiful and cool outfits, holding sticks and wooden shields colored a bright blue-purple-pink to match the 'honeymoon'

that's usually where celine ends up finding rumi on those days she's allowed to run around and play outside: at the base of their spirit tree, surrounded by her stuffies and fellow hunters.

(it's a sweet thing and it breaks celine's heart every time: because rumi is kind and brave and fiercely protective --- and being a hunter asks you to give up so much of yourself. it will take and take and take. and it has already stolen too much from rumi)

(she should protect rumi better, celine knows. hide her from the world as long as she can so she can keep that spark alive. before the world takes everything from this little girl)

the second, though, is something kid rumi struggles to understand: pain. but not in the way you'd first think

there's this (imo) wholesome and sweetly empathic way of thinking in small children where they believe you're able to feel their bruises; that, if you were to touch those spots that hurt, then you'll hurt too.

and so celine gets worries when rumi suddenly turns away from her when she scrapes her knees, when she plays a little too rough and her palms gets splinters and cuts. she refuses to let celine clean her wounds or even put bandaids on them anymore. even after she caught rumi surrounded by empty boxes and open wrappers, covered from head to toe in bandages.

('rumi? are you hurt? here --- let me help you.' 'no! imma big kid, celine. i got it')

even if rumi bangs her shin on one of her staffs, she simply puts on the biggest, saddest brave face and walks it off.

but it's when rumi starts to seriously hide her patterns, even from celine, that the woman gets concerned.

'i don't want you to touch them, celine.' (and the fear the heartbreak the guilt is hot as it pierces through celine.) 'why not?' '... i don't want you to get hurt... i don't want you to catch 'em'

and it takes a while before rumi is willing to accept the fact she won't hurt celine if celine touches her bruises or helps her up after she falls down, or if her hands brush down rumi's arms and over her patterns --- if she holds her, cradled against her chest like she used to do when rumi was small so very small.

(it takes a while, too, for celine to fall asleep that night, if she manages to at all. she lets rumi have a sleepover in her room with her, and for hours she just watches her sleep. knowing that she's okay. that she's safe.)

(knowing that maybe celine is taking something from her too.)

[andry-di]

Hey, your KPDH comics are SO FREAKING COOL

Thanks for making them!!

Thank you! I live to draw so I draw

[princington]

You should totally give us a babytrix au😛

shfhaj it would be totally separate to bean au if i did, honestly.

[princington]

She has arrived👹

this is so ominous.... who has...

[princington]

I love how you draw Rumi’s curls when she has long hair!!

thank you! i just like to think about her hair always being in that thick ass braid

[princington]

NEVER STOP DEVOURING