I like doing art stuff

the literalism was also a problem when I was applying for aid for the Cosentyx, because the person organizing my case had to first check off that everything else had been tried before resorting to a biologic immunosuppressant. and one of their questions was "have you tried taking over-the-counter anti-inflammatories (like Advil) to solve the problem?" and I answered no, because I was in pain every minute of every day, and if I was just popping Advils like Tic Tacs my liver would turn to sludge.

but what they were actually asking was "has Advil not been a solution for you", in which case I could've answered 'yes'. anyway, because of this fuck-up on my part, my claim got denied twice in a row, and the third time it was only accepted because the person assisting me said very wearily "maybe Advil gives you stomach aches, and that's why you can't take it" and I finally cottoned on and was like "yeaaaaah......yeah, that's it."

What happens next is not the burst of light and ash that accompanies the death of demons. What happens next is a horrific wheezing gasp as Rumi the demon collapses, blood begins to pool, and the body refuses to disappear.

They...leave. Because they don't know what else to do. Humans aren't affected by their weapons and demons turn to ash, this is...something they can't wrap their minds around, not until they return home and Zoey begins to think that she's done something terrible and irreparable.

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The doctors say it's a miracle. A miracle she was found, a miracle she survived, given the damage to her lungs, a miracle how well she's recovering, they expect her to make a full recovery.

What isn't a miracle is a fact she doesn't remember who attacked her, waved off as a mix of trauma and the effects of oxygen deprivation.

She can feel Celine's stare on her as she speaks, but Zoey and Mira are still her hunters, still protecting the Honmoon.

Even this is helping, in a way. "Idol Survives Savage Assault" is plastered across headlines and the outpouring of support is staggering, downloads of her songs rocketing upwards and reinforcing the barrier between realms.

But it's a cold compress to the pain that's deeper and more personal than the blades in her back. Zoey and Mira were supposed to be hers, two thirds of her heart, her soulmates.

She'd thought the fights they'd had were surmountable, once they got to know each other and they realized she wasn't a threat like actual demons. Takedown, as much as it stung, could still be moved past.

She even wants to move past this.

and zoey just making fun of her and posting a picture of a shrine for Mira's forehead.

zoey: lol

mira: shut up, they literally begged you to go back to your bangs because your forehead was too big

zoey: *gasps* betrayal!

don't miss✨ again

lounging in a gift from her girls

okay so listen. I accidentally came up with a fic concept and now it lives rent free in my head (It’s not because the new Hades chapter is killing me and I need some fluff. Absolutely not.)

Celine, an engineer working on a top‑secret supersoldier program, ends up saving Rumi’s life by implanting military tech that absolutely should not be outside a classified lab. The same accident injures Mi‑yeong so badly she can’t work as a surgeon anymore.

So what do they do?

They quit their government jobs, disappear into Seoul, and open a tiny flower shop, all the while trying to make sense of the feelings growing between them.