mira would be the type who genuinely cant decide whether to be upset and disappointed when her kid(s) get into fights at school (bc they could get hurt and also she used to get into fights as a kid) or proud of them (especially if they’re defending their siblings, other kids, or themselves). if its the latter she pretends to give them a lecture but is actually praising them the whole time
rumi on the other hand tends to veer more towards the scolding parent side. yknow violence is never the answer (to which their kid says “you fight demons. also would you not considering what you do to mom and eommas throats every other day violence? 🤨” “lets stop talking now”) but if she finds out her kid is defending themself or others she will IMMEDIATELY get in touch w the administration and berate them for not getting involved sooner, for letting anything get to the point where her child felt fighting was necessary
zoey leans more towards proud. she doesnt give af as long as her kids arent bullying anyone (worst nightmare for her as someone who was bullied) she’ll be asking them what kinda moves they were pulling and bragging about how she taught them those moves. her wives arent pleased w her for it but she rationalizes it w “well they already got their ass beat so i think theyve had punishment enough” to which shes reminded that no, their kid did not get their ass beat, they very much won the fight bc theyre part demon and being raised by three trained fighters
im freezing my dummy thiccc cake off in my room and i fucking love it. fuck the heat and fuck the energy that i can't burn off in this house bc people arent nocturnal like me... maybe i just pull another 30+ hours of no sleep 🤔 idk but im entirely too small of a bean for all of this energy that could rival the gods and the very expanse of the cosmos. im running on 3 hours of sleep and have been awake for....uuuhhh... fuck math...21 hours (there we go)
Ok side note i just reread that and it was chaotic as shit.... enjoy ig im gonna lay here and debate playing BG3 instead of sleep as I feel no need for resting when i could be questing
Do you ever feel like your heart is about to burst and paint your ribcage with copious amounts of blood as your body falls to the ground limp simply because your favourite ship is too fucking: cute, sexy, depressing, soft, understanding, open and just filling you with so much love and sheer desire that you almost feel a cute aggression at a god-like level inside your mortal body and you just cant handle it!
In other news it's 5am, I read an update to a fic that I have been waiting on for almost 2 months, i have entirely too much energy and yet I crave a monster, violence and kimbap
Do you ever feel like your heart is about to burst and paint your ribcage with copious amounts of blood as your body falls to the ground limp simply because your favourite ship is too fucking: cute, sexy, depressing, soft, understanding, open and just filling you with so much love and sheer desire that you almost feel a cute aggression at a god-like level inside your mortal body and you just cant handle it!
A fic idea I have involving Rumi being asexual and all of them exploring ways to involve her in their shared intimacy.
Rumi lays in bed on her side watching her girls fondly as Mira thrusts her strap into Zoey over and over. The sweet sounds Zoey makes and the sweet nothings from Mira make her heart flutter to see them so intimately connected.
A voice tugs at the back of her mind as her soft endearing smile begins to fade "...is...is something wrong with me"
the voice is quickly chased away when Zoey is crying her name then she realizes that the maknae's eyes are on her, full of pleasure desire and want but something else lingers there
"Ru-mi, nng, you're- ah s-so pretty" Zoey says through pants and moans.
"You like her watching?" Mira asks as she thrusts faster, "Looking at you like you're goddess, someone to be admired. Cherished. Loved endlessly." She says as she thrusts with intent on the end of her statement.
Rumi's heart swells at them finding a way to include her. Like she's apart of this connection they share. "But you're not, and you never will be"
"M-Mira I-I'm cumming." Zoey pants out before a loud moan over takes her and pleasure courses through her body as her walls flutter around Mira's strap. After a moment Mira pace eases before she slowly pulls out.
While the dancer is in the bathroom grabbing their things for aftercare Rumi scootches closer on the bed and thumbs a hair away from Zoey's sweaty forehead then leans in to kiss her cheek. "Was it good? You... looked beautiful. "
Zoey turned onto her side and nuzzled into Rumi, "It was sooo good." She paused as she listened to Rumi's heart, "Are you okay, jagiya?"
"Huh? Oh yeah I'm good just... lost in thought." Rumi said looking off into the dim lighting of the room around them as Mira returned with water and wet washcloths.
"Miraaaa, our girlfriend is lying again! Can you do that thing where you read her mind?" Zoey whined as Mira handed her a bottle of water and began to wipe down her thighs.
"Aish, aegiya, always so dramatic," Mira said with a soft, deep chuckle before looking into Rumi's eyes, "What's going on in that head of yours, Princess?"
"It's noth-...it's just... you guys have this... really intimate connection and- I-," Rumi curled into Zoey further trying desperately to hold back tears, "I don't know, I just feel like...I'm..."
"Broken?" Mira offered in a whisper as if she was reading her mind but she wanted to be wrong. But Rumi confirmed her suspicions with a nod.
Zoey squeezed her harder, "Rumi, there is nothing wrong with you. Believe it or not there are plenty of people who don't like sex."
"It's not that I don't like it, necessarily. Like, I don't like watching porn or anything but I love watching you two I just- wish there was a way for me to... join." Rumi replied albeit a bit muffled by Zoey's neck.
"You know there are a few things we can try that should be in your comfort zone, if you're interested." Mira said as she ran a reassuring hand down Rumi's thigh. Not to imply or entice, just to anchor her spiraling girlfriend.
"And I dont have to like touch... there or anything? Or- or- be touched?" Rumi knew she didn't have to ask, they always respected her boundaries and never went beyond kissing hickeys into her neck. Still, Rumi needed their answer if not for anything but to quite the voices that plague her mind.
"Of course not, Unnie. And I might know what Mira has in mind." Zoey answered her while putting a finger beneath her chin to lift Rumi's gaze to meet her's. "We love you, Rumi. We'll go at your pace and only do things that make you feel safe and loved." She said, smothering the last of Rumi's insecure thoughts.
"Thanks, girls. Sooo... what was your idea?" Rumi asked curiously.
Mira leaned in to kiss her next before pulling away, she looked into Rumi's eyes as she addressed Zoey, "Hey, jagi, mind getting ready for me?"
"Ooo we get to see bottom Mira in action! I'll get your favourite!" Zoey said as she went to retrieve the strap in question.
Look if there is absolutely nothing else you take away from the nonsense I am posting, it's this: Make Art.
Make art, with whatever you have. Use scrap cardboard and tape and build something; doodle in your notebooks, make a beautiful dinner, grow a plant, write, paint your nails. Learn to whittle, to knit, to cut straight lines, to sew, to cook, to run at a problem and not solve it the first time. Learn to try again.
Make things the wrong way.
If it works, do it again, better. If it doesn't, do it again, different. Draw badly. Look at the way the light hits something and try to figure out the colors it makes. Watch the way strangers walk and how the weight of them shifts in motion.
Creating art--beautiful things, ugly things, silly things--is not something that you should be leaving to people who are better at it or can afford the expensive materials or have a deep message or whatever. Do it anyway. Do it worse, do it cheaply, do it just for the joy of doing it. The work itself has merit. The work itself is rewarding. Make art.
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