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Rumi’s developed allergies and started taking antihistamines while they try and figure out whats affecting her.
But she’s suffering side effects. Like sleep walking.
—
Mira and Zoey are up late watching a zombie movie. Theyre cuddled together under a blanket. The room is dark. As the movie's main characters are about to be over run by a hoard of zombies, theyre both completely absorbed in the film. Suddenly a figure stands before them!
AHHHH!!! They both jump over the back of the couch, clinging to each other and putting space between them and the figure.
"FUCK RUMI! What the hell!?" Mira yells, trying to slow her breathing while Zoey clings to her and runs a hand slowly down her face.
"Yeah, Rums! Shit. You got us,” Zoey says panting. “Mir, turn on the light.”
The room's illuminated at the click of a lamp. And so is Rumi in a tank top, her eyes half closed patterns gleaming.
“...Rumi?” Zoey whispers.
Mira’s gok-do appears in her hand. “That’s not Rumi!”
Zoey places a hand on top of Mira’s gok-do and pushes it down. “Wait. Just be careful.”
“It’s a demon Zoey! We have to kill it,” Mira says, eyes narrowed and trying to push Zoey behind her.
“I don’t think she’s even awake.” Zoey steps forward and squints.
Rumi turns and heads to the kitchen.
“Come back here demon!” Mira yells.
“Shh, shh. Calm down.” Zoey gently grabs Mira’s arm with both hands while watching Rumi. “Come on.” She pulls Mira after her, slowly following Rumi at a distance while Mira drops her Gok-do back into the Honmoon.
Rumi opens the refrigerator door, disappearing behind it while Zoey and Mira stand huddled at the edge of the kitchen, just outside the light cast from the fridge in the otherwise dark room.
CRUNCH!
“What the fuck was that?” Mira asks frowning at the fridge.
Half a raw egg falls to the floor in front of Rumi’s feet, just visible under the bottom of the door.
“Eww. Rumi no,” Zoey whispers.
CRUNCH! CRUNCH!
“Is it just eating our eggs? Do demons not know about eggs?” Mira asks, still frowning.
CRUNCH! Another half eaten egg is dropped on the floor.
Zoey and Mira circle around the kitchen island, standing behind Rumi, looking into the fridge.
“Here, poke her with this,” Zoey says, handing Mira a broom.
“Im not poking it! I dont wanna piss it off.” Mira tries to push the broom back on Zoey.
“Stop calling her ‘it’. That’s Rumi!” Zoey says pushing the broom back.
“Rumi doesn’t have patterns.” Pushing the broom towards Zoey.
“Those are Rumi’s pajama pants! Clearly she does.” Pushing back at Mira with all her strength.
“That’s stupid! If I wear Rumi’s pants I dont become Rumi. Some demon fuck just stole her pants!” She’s slightly gaining on the broom fight, sliding Zoey in her socked feet backwards across the kitchen.
“Fine! Ill do it!” Zoey says pulling the broom to the side, sending Mira crashing to the floor beside her. “Oh, fuck! Sorry Mir.” Zoey helps her back up. She looks down at the broom, back up to Mira and shrugs. Zoey throws the broom at Rumi, hitting her in the back of the head.
Rumi turns fast, raising her arms and hissing. Her eyes flash gold.
“It’s a demon!” Mira yells as Zoey simultaneously yells “It’s Rumi!"
“What!? That’s just what a demon would do,” Mira raises her arms and hisses at Zoey.
“That’s also what Rumi would do if you threw a broom at her!”
Rumi walks across the kitchen, past them, to the pantry. She pulls out a peanut butter jar, sits down at the kitchen island and starts eating it with her fingers. Turning to Zoey and Mira, she slurs the word “breasts” and goes back to eating.
“Fuck… maybe that is Rumi,” Mira says, concerned.
“I told you!” Zoey says slapping her shoulder. She walks around to the opposite side of the island and leans on it, looking at Rumi. “Rumi, can you hear me?”
Rumi nods while scooping more peanut butter into her mouth.
“Rumi, why do you have patterns?”
“Father,” she burps through a mouth full of peanut butter.
Zoey turns and looks at Mira, who shrugs and walks over beside Zoey.
“…was you father a demon?” Mira asks.
Rumi nods and quietly mumbles “breasts” to herself again.
“Yeah, that’s her,” Zoey says.
—
30 minutes later in Rumi’s bathroom. Zoey’s trying to brush Rumi’s teeth while she flails and grumbles.
“Mir, hold her arms! She’s hitting me!”
Mira reaches forward and gently holds Rumi’s arms at her side. “Calm down Rumi. You’ve cant go to sleep with eggshells in your teeth. Fucking gross.”
“Almost done. Almost done. There, now spit.”
Rumi spits a mouth full of tooth paste in Zoey’s face. Zoey breathes out a little puff of air that makes her bangs float up and she frowns. “Go tuck her in Mir. I’ll be right there.”
Face washed, Zoey walks into the room and climbs under the covers with Rumi, who immediately turns and wraps herself around Zoey.
“What are you doing?” Mira asks.
“Sleep over with Rumi. Come on!” She turns and nuzzles up to Rumi, holding her head to her neck. Rumi hums, pleased.
“Rumi never has sleep overs with us. Not once.”
“Guess why.”
Mira’s eyes widen enormously. “Awww! That’s so sad!”
“Come on!”
“But what if she’s mad?”
“She seems pretty happy about it.” Rumi nestles in deeper.
“I think tomorrow’s gonna be pretty emotional and crazy regardless. I already texted Bobby and said we were all sick and to cancel everything.” Zoey says, yawning.
“Oh… good thinking.” Mira climbs into bed behind Rumi who makes a little yip sound and pulls Mira’s arms tightly over her and Zoey.
“G’night girls. I love you,” Mira says.
“Love you both,” Zoey mumbles, already half asleep.
“Lub” Rumi murmurs into Zoeys neck.
--
The next day is kind of emotional and a little crazy. But ultimately ends in another sleep over with Rumi. As do all the days after.
I think we should have increasingly stupid reasons for Rumi’s Big Secret to get revealed. I’ll go first;
Rumi is looking through Zoey’s phone for song lyrics only to see a random note that only says ‘Rumi = Demon? Road to acceptance???’ And spends a week freaking out that she’s been caught then tearfully confesses to Mira and Zoey both.
And Zoey never tells her that the note is from a brain storming session for her Huntrix fanfiction.
Rumi’s developed allergies and started taking antihistamines while they try and figure out whats affecting her.
But she’s suffering side effects. Like sleep walking.
—
Mira and Zoey are up late watching a zombie movie. Theyre cuddled together under a blanket. The room is dark. As the movie's main characters are about to be over run by a hoard of zombies, theyre both completely absorbed in the film. Suddenly a figure stands in front of them!
AHHHH!!! They both jump over the back of the couch, clinging to each other and putting space between them and the figure.
"FUCK RUMI! What the hell!?" Mira yells, trying to slow her breathing while Zoey clings to her and runs a hand slowly down her face.
"Yeah, Rums! Shit. You got us,” Zoey says panting. “Mir, turn on the light.”
The room's illuminated at the click of a lamp. And so is Rumi in a tank top, her eyes half closed, patterns gleaming.
“...Rumi?” Zoey whispers.
Mira’s gok-do appears in her hand. “That’s not Rumi!”
Zoey places a hand on top of Mira’s gok-do and pushes it down. “Wait. Just be careful.”
“It’s a demon Zoey! We have to kill it,” Mira says, eyes narrowed and trying to push Zoey behind her.
“I don’t think she’s even awake.” Zoey steps forward and squints.
Rumi turns and heads to the kitchen.
“Come back here demon!” Mira yells.
“Shh, shh. Calm down.” Zoey gently grabs Mira’s arm with both hands while watching Rumi. “Come on.” She pulls Mira after her, slowly following Rumi at a distance while Mira drops her Gok-do back into the Honmoon.
Rumi opens the refrigerator door, disappearing behind it while Zoey and Mira stand huddled at the edge of the kitchen, just outside the light cast from the fridge in the otherwise dark room.
CRUNCH!
“What the fuck was that?” Mira asks frowning at the fridge.
Half a raw egg falls to the floor in front of Rumi’s feet, just visible under the bottom of the door.
“Eww. Rumi no,” Zoey whispers.
CRUNCH! CRUNCH!
“Is it just eating our eggs? Do demons not know about eggs?” Mira asks, still frowning.
CRUNCH! Another half eaten egg is dropped on the floor.
Zoey and Mira circle around the kitchen island, standing behind Rumi, looking into the fridge.
“Here, poke her with this,” Zoey says, handing Mira a broom.
“Im not poking it! I dont wanna piss it off.” Mira tries to push the broom back on Zoey.
“Stop calling her ‘it’. That’s Rumi!” Zoey says pushing the broom back.
“Rumi doesn’t have patterns.” Pushing the broom towards Zoey.
“Those are Rumi’s pajama pants! Clearly she does.” Pushing back at Mira with all her strength.
“That’s stupid! If I wear Rumi’s pants I dont become Rumi. Some demon fuck’s just stole her pants!” She’s slightly gaining on the broom fight, sliding Zoey in her socked feet backwards across the kitchen.
“Fine! Ill do it!” Zoey says pulling the broom to the side, sending Mira crashing to the floor beside her. “Oh, fuck! Sorry Mir.” Zoey helps her back up. She looks down at the broom, back up to Mira and shrugs. Zoey throws the broom at Rumi, hitting her in the back of the head.
Rumi turns fast, raising her arms and hissing. Her eyes flash gold.
“It’s a demon!” Mira yells, at the same time that Zoey yells “It’s Rumi!"
“What!? That’s just what a demon would do,” Mira raises her arms and hisses at Zoey.
“That’s also what Rumi would do if you threw a broom at her!”
Rumi walks across the kitchen, past them, to the pantry. She pulls out a peanut butter jar, sits down at the kitchen island and starts eating it with her fingers. Turning to Zoey and Mira, she slurs the word “breasts” and goes back to eating.
“Fuck… maybe that is Rumi,” Mira says, concerned.
“I told you!” Zoey says slapping her shoulder. She walks around to the opposite side of the island and leans on it, looking at Rumi. “Rumi, can you hear me?”
Rumi nods while scooping more peanut butter into her mouth.
“Rumi, why do you have patterns?”
“Father,” she burps through a mouth full of peanut butter.
Zoey turns and looks at Mira, who shrugs and walks over beside Zoey.
“…was you father a demon?” Mira asks.
Rumi nods and quietly mumbles “breasts” to herself again.
“Yeah, that’s her,” Zoey says.
—
30 minutes later in Rumi’s bathroom. Zoey’s trying to brush Rumi’s teeth while she flails and grumbles.
“Mir, hold her arms! She’s hitting me!"
Mira reaches forward and gently holds Rumi’s arms at her side. “Calm down Rumi. You’ve cant go to sleep with eggshells in your teeth. Fucking gross.”
“Almost done. Almost done. There, now spit.”
Rumi spits a mouth full of tooth paste in Zoey’s face. Zoey breathes out a little puff of air that makes her bangs float up and she frowns. “Go tuck her in Mir. I’ll be right there.”
Face washed, Zoey walks into the room and climbs under the covers with Rumi, who immediately turns and wraps herself around Zoey.
“What are you doing?” Mira asks.
“Sleep over with Rumi. Come on!” She turns and nuzzles up to Rumi, holding her head to her neck. Rumi hums, pleased.
“Rumi never has sleep overs with us. Not once.”
“Guess why.”
Mira’s eyes widen enormously. “Awww! That’s so sad!”
“Come on!”
“But what if she’s mad?”
“She seems pretty happy about it.” Rumi nestles in deeper.
“I think tomorrow’s gonna be pretty emotional and crazy regardless. I already texted Bobby and said we were all sick and to cancel everything.” Zoey says, yawning.
“Oh… good thinking.” Mira climbs into bed behind Rumi who makes a little yip sound and pulls Mira’s arms tightly over her and Zoey.
“G’night girls. I love you,” Mira says.
“Love you both,” Zoey mumbles, already half asleep.
“Lub” Rumi murmurs into Zoeys neck.
—
The next day is kind of emotional and a little crazy. But ultimately ends in another sleep over with Rumi. As do all the days after.
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has anyone ever considered an au where rumis patterns WERE gained by making a deal w gwi ma? specifically a deal in which she sold her soul to save mira and/or zoeys lives?
imagine the confrontation theyd eventually have, especially when rumi tries to explain “i got them for you!”
the guilt when they find out the reason for her deal. their determination to now find some way to separate her from gwi mas control now that she is a full demon in this universe
It was actually cause Mira and Zoey got Rumi really drunk for the first time as teens while Celine was away and Rumi REALLY wanted shwarma. Rumi had had it before and Zoey had had it a bunch as an american teen but Mira had never had it.
Rumi: Im getting us all shwarma. I dont care how much it costs!
A decade later
Mira: why do you have patterns?
Rumi: I got them for you! Remember drunk teenage shwarma?
This was a weird convention centre. It was huge and the hallways were packed. Far too packed for the little exclusive fan signing they were here for. They were here to meet a hundred contest winners that had been offered the chance to meet and greet and have whatever they wanted signed. But this was hundreds of people. What else was happening in this monstrous place?
And where the hell were Zoey and Mira? She’d lost them almost as soon as they’d arrived. That in itself wasn’t that unusual but it was getting close to the start of their signing. And they’d been gone for almost an hour while Rumi had gone over their schedule for the rest of the week with Bobby.
“Where are the girls?” Bobby asks looking behind Rumi.
“I dont know, Ill text them.” She whips out a quick message to their group chat. ‘We’re on in ten. Where the hell are you two?’
After two minutes of the message going unviewed in their chat Rumi calls them both but neither answer.
“They’re not answering.”
“Im getting security,” Bobby says, turning away and motioning to a few of the black clad employees that stand around the entrances of backstage. The security people disperse like locusts while Bobby shouts into his phone.
With two minutes left before the start of the signing, Rumi’s phones rings. She answers it before the first ring finishes.
“IM SORRY! Im sorry Rumi! Im coming” Mira yells into her phone. “Im almost there!” Mira’s breathing fast, she’s clearly running.
“Where the hell are you two? Is Zoey with you?” Rumi says, slightly panicked.
“No. But I know where she is. She’s safe. You’ve got to see this!”
“What are you-“ Mira collides with Rumi’s back knocking her off balance but Mira grabs her and keeps her from falling.
“I’m sorry!” Mira pants. With her arms still wrapped around Rumi she leans in and kisses her quickly. “Sorry.”
“Where’s Zoe-“
“Come on!” Mira shouts, grinning hugely. She grabs Rumi’s hand and drags her out in front of their fans, who cheer and clap as they enter.
Mira climbs on top of one of the chairs set up for them and loudly speaks, “Hey everyone! Thank you all for coming and congratulations on winning a place on today’s meet and greet! We’re all very excited to meet each of you and we’ll get started on that shortly. But first I was hoping I could have fifteen minutes of your time to show you something awesome!”
The group of fans cheer and Mira smiles at them. “Come with me then!” She shouts, waving her arm in a ‘this way’ gesture and jumps from her chair. She grabs Rumi’s hand and rushes out of the signing convention room and they’re followed like mother ducks by their fans.
She yells to Bobby as they pass him, “Make sure nobody gets left behind!”
“What are you doing!” Rumi yells, as she’s dragged along.
“Come on! She’s winning!” Mira says, looking over her shoulder to make sure everyone’s still following. Bobby is making sure all the fan’s are sticking together. He’s pushing one of them in a wheelchair, laughing with them and shaking his head. When he catches Mira’s eye he makes a questioning expression and Mira winks at him.
“Come on everyone, we’re here!” Mira yells.
The group enter a much larger convention room, with a stage set up and dozens of burly people standing on it watching the two people at centre stage. A couple hundred people stand in the audience watching and cheering. Mira and Bobby quickly have their fan group arranged in the audience, making sure the shorter individuals and their fan in the wheel chair can all see the stage. Rumi stares at the two individuals at the centre of the action. Zoey is locked hand in hand, forcing a man three times her size to bleed sweat down onto the tall table that divides them. A banner above them reads ‘Seoul Arm Wrestling Championship’ with additional banners stating ‘All Comers Welcome’ and ’75 million ₩ Grand Prize’.
“This round decides who’s in the final match,” Mira says, suddenly standing next to her. “The finals are right after this and then we can get everyone back to the fan signing. Its running long. Sorry Rums.”
“It’s okay,” she says, looking around at all their fans cheering and yelling for Zoey. “They’re clearly loving this. Happy fans.” She smiles and puts her arm around Mira who shouts “KICK HIS ASS ZO!"
On stage Zoey finally drags the large man’s knuckles down to the table top and the referee calls the match in Zoey’s favour. The crowd erupts in cheers and yells. Rumi and Mira scream and jump and Zoey’s smile spreads across her whole face when she sees the two of them standing with all their fans. “HEY EVERYONE!” She waves. “Sorry we’re running late!” And their fans all cheer.
The referee brings Zoey back to the stage and introduces her to the other finalist. A behemoth of a man who towers over Zoey, his shoulders easily twice her width. She reaches out to shake his hand but he roars and pushes her backwards into the other contestants who catch her and shout at the monstrous freak. Immediately Rumi and Mira are both rushing the stage but security intercept them. “That piece of shit!” Mira yells. “I’ll kill him!” Rumi shouts, while security holds them both back. When they look back up at the stage Zoey is laughing and a number of the contestants hold back the behemoth while the referee screams in his face. The contestants that caught Zoey brush off her shoulders and usher her forward.
With tempers slightly cooled and the ref standing inbetween Zoey and the hulking freak, Zoey reaches out to shake hands again. The hulk clearly tries to crush her hand but Zoey just keeps smiling and Rumi has to be restrained again and threatened with removal if she doesn’t stop trying to rush the stage.
The referee positions Zoey and Behemoth on either sides of their table. Behemoth roars in Zoey’s face again and Rumi foams at the mouth while Mira tries to kill him with a glare. But Zoey, ever cool, laughs in his face and turns her ball cap backwards so her bangs poke through the opening at the back of her hat.
The referee positions their hands and calls a start to the round. Behemoth immediately throws all of his weight against his arm and Zoey’s shocked at the sudden weight but she quickly recovers and pushes back, regaining the slight loss. Suddenly, their hands snap free of each other and the ref is between them chalking their hands and setting them both up again.
The referee restarts the match and Behemoth throws his weight back into his arm but Zoey’s ready this time and meets it with all the strength she can muster. She’s gaining ground and Behemoth yells. She’s forced him half way towards a win and she’s nodding and smiling. Her biceps and triceps stand out sharply. All of her arm muscles clearly defined and visible in her sleeveless shirt. The crowd is screaming.
Behemoth looks panicked. He’s looking between Zoey’s face and their clasped hands. Zoey catches his eye, grinning and nodding at him. She lifts her free hand and points two fingers at her eyes, then at his. She returns her hand to the table and smiles as she throws every last bit of what she has into it. Behemoth yells as Zoey throws him down, slamming his knuckles against the table as the crowd erupts. He turns and screams into the air but no one’s watching him.
Zoey walks to the front of the stage, laughing, pointing and blowing kisses at their amassed fans. She reaches for Rumi and Mira and kisses their backs of their hands, winking at them both, while their smiles gleam up at her. She flexes her arm at them and Rumi pretends to swoon, while Mira catches her and their fans laugh and cheer.
The referee approaches her with a huge championship belt and fastens it around her waste. One of the contest’s representatives presents her with a a 75 million ₩ check and she bows to them. Zoey turns to the crowd and calls out “Come on everybody! Let’s get back to the fan signing and we can all celebrate together!” She jumps down from the stage and Rumi and Mira hug her. The three lead the group back to their hall, Bobby herding everyone along like a sheep dog.
Back in the hall the girls stand behind their signing table, Zoey, still wearing her championship belt. “Thanks everyone for coming to the Finals! I know it was unexpected. It was for me too. I joined on a whim while we were getting ready for all of you this morning but it seems that all the rigorous strength training we do as idols has paid off!” Zoey says, holding up the huge check. “And we Hunters work together! I couldn’t have won without all of you cheering me on so I’d like to give this to all of you. We’ll have Bobby get it all split up and everyone will get their share before they leave.” The fans all shout and cheer!
“Now come on up here everyone!” Rumi shouts. “We wanna meet you!"
"Come meet the champ!" Mira yells holding Zoeys arms up in the air.
“I see! I SEEEE!” Dr Han yells as his eyes bulge wildly out of their sockets. “You’re a demon,” he says casually. Rumi flinches in her seat.
“WHAT!?” Mira stands from her seat along the side of the office.
Zoey’s eyes are wide, flicking back and forth between Mira and Rumi.
“No, actually, just a half demon." Dr Han says. "See?" He quickly grabs Rumi’s arm and slides her sleeve back to reveal her patterns.
Rumi gasps, pulling free of Han and tugs her sleeve back down.
Mira’s gok-do appears in her hand. “Where’s Rumi?,” she asks Rumi, voice barley controlled.
“Oh, and you’re both hunters,” Han says to Mira and Zoey. “Interesting. Well, surely you’ve seen her patterns when you were intimate?”
The girls all cough and stutter.
“Uh…” mutters Zoey.
“We’ve never been intimate. We’re just in a group together.” Mira struggles to say.
Dr Han’s eyes bulge out of his head again as he looks at the three of them. “I SEE! Oh, Im sorry. I just assumed because you all came in together and you’re all gay.”
The girls all go pale as they look at each other.
“Ah, I SEE, that was a secret you were all keeping from each other too. My apologies.” Dr Han turns to Rumi, who’s breathing is very fast, verging on hyperventilating. “Try and relax. Take a deep breath and breathe out. And you,” he says turning to Mira. “Put that away. That’s not helping,” he snaps his fingers and her gok-do disappears from her hand.
Mira’s shocked as she looks at her hand. She tries to summon it again but cant.
“Stop that,” Han says to her. “Now is not the time for that. Here, everyone have one of my relaxation tonics.” He hands them each a pouch of tonic. “Drink! Drink!”
“You’re Rumi?” Mira asks Rumi, sipping from her pouch.
“Yeah,” she whispers.
“And you’re a demon” Zoey says in a very small voice.
“Half demon,” Dr Han interjects.
“What’s a half demon?” Zoey asks.
“Half demon, half person,” Han says like its obvious. “Half demons are born. No deals with Gwima. Their patterns are not their fault. Drink your tonics.”
The girls finish their tonics.
Han turns to Rumi. “The problem with your voice is just demon shame. You’re in love with them both,” he gestures to Mira and Zoey, “but you’ve been lying to them. Go home. Talk it out and you’ll be fine by morning. No more lies, Rumi.”
Rumi’s whole face is red.
Dr Han turns to Mira and Zoey. “And you're both in love with her." He squints, looking at each of them. "And each other. Go home. Talk it out. Don’t be too hard on her. She was probably just scared you’d try to kill her.” He turns and points at Mira. “No more weapons. You frightened her.” Han helps Rumi up from her seat, grabs Mira's arm and puts it over Rumi’s shoulder.
Dr Han beckons to Zoey, who walks over and hugs Rumi around her middle.
“Go, Go,” Han says.”Pay Janice on the way out.”
—
They stand huddled together out front of Dr. Han’s clinic. They haven't let go of each other since Han assembled them.
“Should we get something to eat?” Mira asks.
“Yeah! Let’s get Gimbap!” Zoey shouts, breaking free from the huddle. “Gaja gaja gaja!”
Rumi’s tonic container is still in her hand and she picks at the label. Peeling the label back revels ‘100% Gay Juice”. “What the fuck,” she mutters. She shrugs and tosses it into a garbage.
Zoey runs ahead. Mira and Rumi start walking together, Mira’s arm still wrapped around her. She leans in and kisses Rumi’s forehead and Rumi wraps her arms around her chest, cuddling tight.
As they walk away Dr Han’s clinic shimmers and disappears.
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So this is largely about Zoey and me trying to figure out how the physical nature of the kpdh universe works.
We gotta get the Honmoon Science Brigade on this stat! Ill try and rustle up some grant money for a study.
FIRST
Either honmoon weapons cut through demons like SOOO easily (like poking a balloon with a pin) and Huntrix has just gotta avoid getting hurt by demons while they poke them
Or Zoeys a fucking tank in a sleeper build. (All of them are honestly.) But Zoey fights with knives that dont even have handles. Shes cutting through torsos by pinching her shin-kals. (And yeah sometimes they just glide around without her even holding them but Im not sure if thats animated like that for ease or to depict fluidity or if thats meant to be canon. And I dont know what to do with that.) Regadless shes usually all pinching grip strength. Her forearms should be HUGE!
Rumis saingeom and Miras gok-do are big heavy weapons that transfer kinetic energy at impact. (Unless they acutally weight nothing or little. Fucking magic. But a real sword or polearm is heavy) And much of their cutting power comes from their mass. Heavy shit hits harder. Its why getting hit with a baseball is worse then a tennis ball even if theyre thrown by the same arm. But Zoeys shin-kals probably dont weight much at all. So her cutting power comes from her muscle (... or magic *hiss*). She should be an upper body beast.
Shes pinching all six in this image and cutting someone in half! Pinchy pinchy. 🦀
So its either magic or Zoeys muscle density is off the charts. Dont shake her hand. Do not challenge her to an arm wrestle. Avoid purple nurples from her or she'll tear your nurples off.
Id like to see that more in the sequel. Muscle her up like 20%. Little beef cake berserker cutie .
SECONDLY!!
I think a lot about the pink dust the demons poof into when killed(?).
So either demons turn to dust when you cut em with a honmoon weapon OR they used dust instead of blood cause children are boring and cant handle bloodiness. Im imaging that large sections of the bodies still teleport back to gwimas moms basement or wherever gwima lives. But the blood remains cause... it fell out? Like if a demon takes a piss up here but then goes back to gwima the piss remains, right?
SO If they had stuck with blood (assuming dust is for classiness.) Zoey would be fucking caked in blood and guts at the end of fights cause her shin-kals require her to be so close to the demons shes evicerating. Mira would be pretty clean. Rumi would def have blood and guts on her. Zoey would need a fucking bath and her clothes would be ruined. Her shin-kals aren't even long enough to cut through a whole torso so she'd have her fucking hands in body cavities. Shed be walking gore at the ends of fights. (Kinda like wolverine.)
Do I want gore in the sequel? Kinda but no.
Twinsies!!
Just saying. Maybe Zoey gets a muscle glow up in the sequel.
This shit keeps me up at night.
Do other people think about this stuff? Has this already been addressed?
Demons steal souls. They need to. Gwima will kill them if they dont. Plus souls give them a high when theyre consumed. And fuck humans anyway. Ugly skin bags. Theyre basically just cattle.
But these fucking hunters. Every time. Demons dont die when theyre stabbed by hunters. They just reload into gwimas moms gross unfinished basement or whereever gwima lives. And its so annoying. It can take days to open a new tear in the barrier and the fucking hunters are almost always there straight away.
A couple of demons walk from where theyd just respawned after being killed in the human world.
Big demon: how far did you make it?
Little demon: I didnt even get through the tear! That little one sniped me through the fucking opening. How about you?
Big demon: that fucking pink one again. I was taking this dudes soul and she threw that fucking pointy stick she always has at me. Thats the third time shes killed me this month.
A loud collective groaning sound comes from a pile of respawned demons to their left.
Random demon: I HATE THE PURPLE ONE!
Another demon: Shes the worst! Did she get all of us?
A general affirmative mumbling comes from the fifteen demons in a pile.
Random Demon: Fucking purple one!
The next day at a new tear
Boss demon: alright everybody through.
Big demon: watch yourself out there buddy.
Little demon: same, dude.
Theres no sign of the hunters and they all run for it.
But its an ambush. The hunters drop from the alleyway roof tops and start decimating them.
The big demon ducks a shinkal and sees the purple one headed for the little demon whos back is turned. He pushes little demon out of the way, both narrowly avoiding her saingeom.
Big demon: i told you to watch your back!
Little demon: sorry!
The big demon turns and the pink one is swinging that fucking stick at him.
Big demon: Not you again! GODAMNI- poof
Rumi: Was that all of them?
Zoey: I think so.
Mira: Not me again? What the fuck does that mean?
Rumi: dont listen to them. Theyre just messing with you.
Huntr/x leaves.
Little demon shaking behind a dumpster, peaks out and runs the other way.
Wigglepaint comissioned from @wary-taru of course!
First chapter of my new fic just posted.
Three former kpop idol trainees, now living in the Canadian wilderness, independently encounter a mysterious large figure in the woods and endeavour to solve the mystery that surrounds it. But when circumstance brings them together they realize that maybe they don’t have to do it alone.
Or. They're vloggers hunting for bigfoot and they live in a camper. But we bounce around in time quite a bit. Past, present, extra past, pasta sauce. Theyve got baggage and we're gonna rummage through it. Also bigfoot!?
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I love this piece from @wary-taru so much!! Ive been starring at it for the last two days! Theyve got one wigglepaint comission slot left! Go fill it up before I comission a second one for this story! Thanks again Wary!
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