Zoey had the best idea of editing herself shipped with Rumi’s Kdrama character. It cemented her as the funniest Huntrix girl.
Drew this for the Polytrix Big Bang Event!! I collabed with Atila (@Blanche_KmL on twt) and had a lot of fun drawing Huntrix play DnD! Fic Link:
THE WHEEL OF TIME | 1.06 “The Flame of Tar Valon”
art accompaniment to @dreamhardflyfree ‘s fic for the @/polytrixbigbang on twt ✨✨✨
inyeon in the sky, linked here.
This was, without a doubt, Mira's worst nightmare.
The woman to her left leant over her for the fourth time to talk to the person on her right, and Mira tore her headphones down - her over-ear, very expensive, noise cancelling headphones that apparently were completely useless when faced with whatever actual nonsense this woman was saying to her friend - to sit around her neck so she could say with venom, “Please switch seats with me. I'm begging you.”
“It's not allowed,” the purple-haired woman on her right said, her hands visibly tense on the armrests. On Mira's armrest. Everyone knew the person in the middle seat got both armrests. Fuck AirAsia for charging for allocated seating. “If you're not in your assigned seats they can't identify you from your teeth when you die.”
The ‘I'm stuck in the middle seat of an airplane and these two idiots won't swap seats to sit next to each other’ AU. Established Zorumi, a very grumpy Mira, and a six hour flight.
three girls in a kingsize bed outtake #2
okay this one is literally just christmas smut lol. outtake from chapter 23, the rumi brings mira and zoey home for christmas fake dating friendship au fic is now complete here.
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“I’ve been an idiot,” Rumi said to Zoey, turning into her arms so that she was facing her, so close she could feel the warmth of her body. “I don’t want to keep pretending that what I feel for you is anywhere close to friendly, because it’s not, it’s-” she stopped, because she was so close she could feel Zoey’s intake of breath, and that meant she knew where to find her lips in the dark. She pressed into her, kissing her, finding that breath and taking it for herself, getting a soft, surprised, giddy sound, feeling her smile, wide and brilliant against her lips.
“Are you sure you-” Mira started, and Rumi cut her off with a kiss made clumsy by the darkness, finding something between her cheek and her jaw and feeling down the curve of it to find her lips.
“We’ll help you find replacement friends,” Zoey said, her voice rapid, shifting to press against her back, both arms winding their way around her. “So many friends. You won’t know what hit you with the amount of friends you’ll have. And-”
“There’s only one way to shut her up,” Mira said against her lips.
“Who says I want to shut her up? Never going to get bored of listening to her voice.”
Zoey squeaked and shoved her whole face into Rumi’s shoulder blades, and Mira laughed. “Okay, two ways to shut her up.”
Rejoice, “let’s fake a relationship for Christmas” fanfic season is upon us.
Don’t forget “snowed in and have to share a bed” season.
Also there is a blizzard and only ONE BED at the inn
and of course the heat isn’t working. whatever will they do for warmth
im actually obsessed with the lifelong miscommunication between celine and rumi where celine spends her entire life trying not to replace mi-yeong (out of respect), to keep her somewhat distant place as rumi's guardian and rumi who has no affection for this woman she's never known and just wants celine to be her mother. celine feeling guilty for how much she loves rumi like shes her own but shes not. rumi pretending to love the ghost in the room when the real thing is standing beside her.
a girl who loves to talk to two who love to listen
You're laughing. She's lost in the supermarket and you're laughing...
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When im reading a rumira fic and Zoey's practically non-existent
you've gotta be kind to yourself no matter what
this is twice as true in the winter
the world isn't ending and you don't need to kill yourself it's literally december. it's december. and you need to be nice to yourself.
Retrieved from TikTok - What It Sounds Like demo I am going absolutely feral. I need a studio version of this. Also the version of Golden where each girl has a solo after the bridge! I tried to transcribe what I could, but toward the end, there's too many overlapping sounds for me to distinguish the lyrics. Maybe someone who doesn't have sensory processing issues can finish it for us? Nothing left to prove now Nothing but the truth of what I am The worst of what I came from Patterns I'm ashamed of Things that even I don't understand
I tried to fix it I tried to fight it My heart was twisted My heart divided My lies all collided I don't know why I didn't trust you to be on my side
Smiling on the surface Wishing I was perfect Just like you Fighting to be flawless Anything but honest Thinking you'd hate me if you knew
I lived in fear and I tried to mask it Scared of the mirror I should've smashed it And shown you the madness and dreams and the damage And damn it, I hate this disguise
I broke into a million pieces and I can't go back But now I'm seeing all the beauty in the broken glass The scars are part of me Darkness and harmony My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like
Why did I cover up the colors stuck inside my head I should've let the jagged edges meet the light instead Show me what's underneath, I'll find your harmony The song we couldn't write, this is what it sounds like
We're shattering the silence Rising, defiant Shouting in the quiet: you're not alone We listened to the demons We let 'em get between us But none of us are out here on our own
So we were liars So we were cowards We're not heroes We're still survivors The dreamers, the fighters No lyin', I'm tired But dive in the fire and I'll be right here by your side
We broke into a million pieces and we can't go back But now I'm seeing all the beauty in the broken glass The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like
Why did we cover up the colors stuck inside our heads Get up and let the jagged edges meet the light instead Show me what's underneath, I'll find your harmony Fearless and undefined, this is what it sounds like
So take my hand, it's open We can't erase what's broken But the pain and the shame once again doesn't change Let the light find a way and maybe we can finally be Free
three girls in a kingsize bed outtake
we have the FIRST NOT QUITE SMUTTY OUTTAKE TONIGHT YOU GUYS
chapter here - in which uh... things start to go a bit sideways for our gals.
not quite t-rated outtake under the cut - aka zoey writes this up in a little book for m/z for christmas one year and self publishes it, leatherbound, with 'our christmas story ;)' in gold plated title, and they are HORRIFIED




