#break toxic patterns

[fake-guns-blazing]

idk i don't feel like it takes an expert to come to this sort of conclusion

[becauseimamastermind]

"I can fix him" you weren't even the girl teachers would sit the misbehaving kids next to in class so your goodness would rub off on them, no tf you cannot.

[aethyrmazz]

The demons that tormented us as children have a way of disguising themselves as friends, and too many people welcome them back with open arms.

-Mazz

[pumpkin-the-girlie-girl-vixen]

Born from Toxicity: A Gift Unveiled

In the cradle of chaos, where darkness resides,

Chosen ones awaken, with wisdom as their guide.

Born into families, tangled in strife,

They carry a spark, igniting new life.

Toxic roots may anchor, with thorns all around,

Yet within lies a power, in silence profound.

Through pain and through struggle, they learn to embrace,

The depth of their being, their own sacred space.

The lesson of love, though twisted and frail,

Teaches strength and resilience, to rise when we fail.

From shadows they blossom, with hearts open wide,

Transforming their sorrow, they refuse to hide.

For in every wound, there’s a story untold,

A path forged in fire, where the brave are bold.

The gift lies in knowing the truth of their worth,

That light can emerge from the depths of the earth.

They gather the pieces, the fragments of pain,

Transforming the darkness, like sun after rain.

With empathy flowing, they seek to mend,

The cycles of hurt, to heal and transcend.

So here’s to the chosen, who walk through the fire,

With courage and purpose, they rise ever higher.

For born into toxicity, they learn to create,

A legacy of love, transforming their fate.

Through trials and tribulations, their spirits ignite,

As they break down the barriers, revealing the light.

In the depths of their being, they find their true song,

In the dance of the universe, they finally belong.

Understanding the Journey of the Chosen Ones Born into Toxic Families

In a thought-provoking video from the YouTube channel "Vibration of the Universe," the topic of individuals often referred to as "chosen ones" and their experience of being born into toxic families is explored. This discussion delves into the complexities of these situations, presenting the idea that such experiences, while challenging, can be reframed as profound gifts. Below, we outline the key themes and insights presented in the video.

1. **The Concept of the "Chosen One"**

The video begins by defining the term "chosen one." This concept typically refers to individuals who feel a unique calling or purpose in life, often characterized by heightened sensitivity, awareness, and a deep sense of empathy. These individuals may feel different from their peers, often possessing gifts or talents that set them apart. The video posits that many chosen ones are born into dysfunctional or toxic family environments as part of their life’s journey.

2. **Toxic Family Dynamics**

Toxic family dynamics can include a range of harmful behaviors and patterns, such as emotional abuse, manipulation, neglect, and control. The video emphasizes that growing up in such environments can be incredibly challenging, leading to feelings of worthlessness, confusion, and emotional pain. However, these experiences also serve a purpose in shaping the chosen one's character and resilience.

3. **Transformational Gifts of Adversity**

One of the central messages of the video is that the struggles faced by chosen ones in toxic families can ultimately be transformed into powerful gifts. The narrative encourages viewers to view their hardships as opportunities for growth. Adversity can cultivate strength, empathy, and wisdom, allowing individuals to develop a greater understanding of themselves and others.

The video highlights how overcoming difficulties can lead to a unique perspective on life, enabling chosen ones to become healers, mentors, and guides for others who face similar challenges. This transformation underscores the concept of "post-traumatic growth," where individuals emerge stronger from their struggles.

4. **Empathy and Sensitivity as Strengths**

Chosen ones are often characterized by their heightened sensitivity and empathy. The video discusses how these traits, which may have been criticized or dismissed in toxic environments, are actually valuable strengths. Sensitive individuals can sense the emotions and pain of others, making them natural healers and advocates for change.

By embracing their sensitivity, chosen ones can channel their experiences into meaningful action, creating a positive impact in the lives of others and contributing to the healing of collective wounds.

5. **The Power of Self-Discovery and Healing**

The journey of the chosen one involves significant self-discovery and healing. The video emphasizes the importance of recognizing one’s worth, breaking free from toxic patterns, and reclaiming personal power. This process often includes:

- **Setting Boundaries**: Learning to establish healthy boundaries is crucial for protecting oneself from further harm and fostering self-respect.

- **Seeking Support**: Engaging in therapy or support groups can provide valuable tools for healing and personal growth.

- **Practicing Self-Care**: Prioritizing self-care and nurturing one’s emotional well-being are essential steps in the healing journey.

6. **Embracing a New Legacy**

Ultimately, the video concludes with a powerful message about embracing a new legacy. Chosen ones have the opportunity to rewrite their narratives, transforming their pain into purpose. By healing their wounds, they can break generational cycles of toxicity and create a healthier, more loving environment for future generations.

This legacy of healing and empowerment can inspire others, encouraging them to rise above their circumstances and find their own paths to fulfillment.

Conclusion

The video from "Vibration of the Universe" offers a profound exploration of the experiences faced by chosen ones born into toxic families. By reframing adversity as a gift and embracing their unique strengths, these individuals can embark on a transformative journey toward healing and self-discovery. The insights shared in this video serve as a reminder that even in the depths of pain, there lies the potential for growth, resilience, and a brighter future.

For anyone who resonates with the struggles of being a chosen one, the message is clear: your journey is valid, your experiences have meaning, and you possess the power to create a legacy of love and healing.

[where-the-sabia-sings]

Since I really enjoyed doing BraMex what do u guys want for me to now? My OTP still is BrArg but it’s so much fun diving into other dynamics and damn we desperately need more latam related content in this fandom

[perculiar]

Mum: oh let’s see your boobs

Me: *ignores*

Mum: Oh show me your boobs

Me, with top surgery scars: I don’t have boobs. That’s the whole point

Mum: yeah you do!

Me: no I don’t. I have a chest

Mum: I call them boobs too

Me: Mum. No you don’t.

Mum: ye I do! I call them all boobs

Me, gesturing at flat chest: where are the boobs, mum? Where ?

Mum: I don’t say chest, I say boobs. Even [boy 1] and [boy 2] have boobs! It’s all boobs

Me, getting into bed: no it’s not.

Mum: let’s see then

Me: no.

Mum: why not

Me, turning off the light: it makes me uncomfortable.

> ​an exchange that just happened and made me feel incredibly sick and like a fucken dickhead for forgetting to put a shirt on whilst being forced to share a bed with my mother. I forgot her level of entitlement to my body and how much I’ve had to claw my way to personal agency.

I have to share a bed if I want to use my CPAP tonight and not utterly crash tomorrow. Once in bed she starts talking to me, asking me if I’ve done the medical research she requested - it’s 3am and she’s loud - and I say I can’t talk with my mask on. Which prompted her to ask if she can have a go. I say, “no” And she makes a sad oh sounds like ??? This is medical equipment for the oxygen deprivation condition I’ve had since I was a baby which you never sought a solution for or registered it as a problem until I fucking crashed for a year. Come the fuck on.

[kitchensinksurrealism]

when I was 19 in 2019 I got these Vibes about 2023, it wouldn't be good or bad it would just be a Significant year

2020 was so bad that 2021 could only be better, it started good and then I got paranoid that 2022 was gonna be bad in comparison, so I mentally prepared myself for 2022 months in advance

then by the summer 2021 suddenly became worse than all of 2020 combined, but it improved by about september

bc of the mentally preparing myself months before, 2022 was amazing, but bc it started so good I got the feeling that it wouldn't end well

the last 4 months were pretty bad, and then came 2023

I got many different vibes for it over the past 4 years, but one of the main things was that there'd been a pattern going since 2015

2015: extremely good

2016: extremely bad

2017: average

2018: pretty decent

2019: extremely good

2020: extremely bad

2021: average

2022: pretty decent

so 2023 was expected to be really good? but also it had to get up from 2022's bad ending so the goodness was gradual

my brain is prepared for a good last 4 months to compare to 2022's bad last 4 months

but also following the pattern, 2024 should be extremely bad, and once I've got the thought in my head that a year will be bad, there's no going back. which would explain the extremely bad year following an extremely good year

2015 and 2019 were unreal, which meant 2016 and 2020 would've looked bad in comparison no matter what, so they just completely gave up and decided to be awful

but anyway it's 'getting paranoid about next year' season, also I can never escape the patterns of time etc etc

[myheartistoobigforthis]

Hi why do I keep torturing myself & go back to him every fucking time?!

[missmeanrobinson]

Breaking Unhealthy Friendship Cycles

Friendship is one of life’s greatest treasures, but not all friendships are created equal. Over the years, I’ve found myself caught in unhealthy cycles, relationships that drained my energy, undermined my self-worth, and ultimately left me feeling more isolated than connected. If you’ve ever felt the weight of a friendship that just isn’t serving you, you’re not alone. Here’s my perspective on…

[gdusil]

Men who desire respect, intimacy, and peace in their relationships will find pure misery with a narcissist.

[animakis]

They Aren’t Your Type—They’re Your Pattern: How to Break Free from Toxic Relationship Cycles

Do You Keep Attracting the Same Kind of People?Have you ever looked back at your relationships—romantic or platonic—and realized they all seem eerily similar? The same problems, the same disappointments, the same toxic cycles? If so, it might not be about the people you’re drawn to. It might be about the patterns you keep repeating. But here’s the good news: once you recognize your patterns, you…

[wisterianwoman]

When You're the Problem: On Accountability and Self-Reflection

Tired of feeling stuck? It’s time to face the truth and unlock real growth through accountability and self-reflection. Let’s get real together. #SelfGrowth #Accountability #RealTalk

Explore how accountability and self-reflection can lead to personal growth, stronger connections, and greater self-confidence. Uncover practical steps and methods to face your fears and transform your life. I’ll admit it proudly: I’m a Swiftie. Unless you’re living under a rock, you’ve probably heard the anthem of accountability and self-reflection: Anti-Hero. Of course, this song isn’t exactly…

[backtodecembertv]

me in therapy: it's like taylor swift says. it's me, hi, i'm the problem, it's me

[ruminate88]

The messages you received in childhood and how they impacted you: Being labeled in school, especially with a learning disability, greatly impacted how I treated myself and how I lived my life moving forward.

It wasn’t the label itself. It was the fact that teachers gave me this label and then proceeded to treat me because of it. I received the message that teachers had to read papers to me and that I wasn’t capable of doing stuff for myself. I had that fear of: I’m not smart and I’m helpless. Less than. Little and weak.

By middle school, it had gotten worse for me, and now it’s not just what the teacher’s are saying or how smart I am, but it’s what do my peers around me think too? I struggled socially to make a lot of friends, even though I was nice to other kids, and I didn’t necessarily hate anybody, I think I just kept my distance a lot of times out of fear of not being good enough.

My mom was trying to work with me, and she was trying to get me to grow up and do things for myself. She saw that I was trapped in this limiting belief that school had given me that I wasn’t smart or good enough. That’s when my mom asked me if I wanted to be homeschooled… I said 110% absolutely. I could not wait to get out of that hell, but little did I know when becoming homeschooled, I was going to be isolated now.

Just removing myself from school did not change the limiting belief, unfortunately. Once that belief was instilled in me, I carried it for many years. I carried it into my relationships, and I believe that’s one of the biggest reasons why I was in so many unhealthy and toxic relationships. I had a low opinion on myself, and so I attracted partners that only mirrored that low self-worth.

Throughout my life, especially when I became homeschooled, I really had to battle my mental health for a long time!! I couldn’t battle it without God. ❤️‍🩹 I always give God the credit because if it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t even be here right now. I had many suicidal thoughts in my life, and those thoughts just don’t go away on their own.

You don’t even realize how those limiting beliefs you received in childhood drive and affect you as an adult. When my husband was teaching me to drive a car, I would say that I was stupid, and he would get upset and tell me not to say that about myself. 😭❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹 I couldn’t believe that he was talking to me that way because no one had ever treated me that way before, and it was very healing for me.

It also proved to me that I have to go inside of myself and rewire my way of thinking. Not just the limiting beliefs in childhood, but the exes that fueled those limiting beliefs. Being in relationships where they only invalidate you and put you down. You try to lift them up and encourage them, but it’s almost like they can’t believe you. Those beliefs they carry are just too ingrained for them to change or to see from your point of view.

It’s no one’s responsibility to fix or heal each other. I do believe in praying for people and that God can help people, but God can’t help you if you don’t even believe. It is a true battle with your mental health to go against the beliefs you had when you were young.

I even believed when I was a younger girl that I had so much love to give, and that my love was so big that it could touch anybody. So when I met the ex that ghosted me, and he told me about all of his disorders, I believed my love could touch him and help him, but boy was I so wrong. It’s not that love has no power; it’s that my human love is not enough to change him. Especially if he has ingrained beliefs from childhood that he operates from. You can’t change people’s beliefs.

Just knowing the limiting beliefs exist is not enough… you have to challenge them and rise up against them!! It’s part of the shadow work that’s really painful and uncomfortable. Fear of change and fear of becoming somebody you’re not. Yet, what if you’re actually stepping into your higher self??? It’s more comfortable to stay in those toxic environments with people that are no good for you. I’ve battled wanting to run back to my exes because it’s familiar and it’s what I know, but it’s not healthy and I’ll never be able to grow as long as I’m with them. ❤️‍🩹

I’m not beating them up. I would love for them to elevate as well, but that’s out of my control, and that can’t be my focus. I’m guilty of caring too much about them and not caring enough about myself. Real love is not in people-pleasing or codependency. It’s a healthy balance between loving others and then loving yourself.

In what ways can we challenge the limiting beliefs of our childhoods, and how can we grow into our higher selves? It’s not just shadow work and inner work. You need a belief system because, as Ludacris once said, ‘If you don’t stand for something, you’ll fall for everything.’ That’s why I say to find God and a community that’s able to support you. ❤️‍🩹 Heal one day at a time!

7/02/25

[that-one-girl2020]

Please do the confrontation, Celine really needs to be called out on her bad parenting.

The Confrontation

Saja Boys x Rumi’s Sister! Reader

A/N: Okay, several of you asked for it. So here it is. This takes place a little bit after the movie, so the girls are technically still on hiatus and the reader still hasn’t debuted as a solo artist.

For those who are just stumbling upon this, it won’t make much sense unless you read the short series I wrote so go check that out!

Also, Polytr/x is present but is subtle and isn’t very in your face.

TW: Celine’s terrible parenting, toxic parental figure, species discrimination…?

Word Count: 3,102

Master List

“I don’t wanna be here…”

You couldn’t help but sulk as you trudged up the path towards a certain house in the middle of the forest.

A couple weeks after Gwi Ma’s defeat and the sealing of the rainbow Honmoon, the group of you had agreed that it was finally safe for you all to make the journey to the Hunter’s grounds, where you and Rumi grew up, in order to search for answers now that it seemed like all the missing souls that Gwi Ma had consumed or been fed had returned. The nine of you were all worried that the power that had brought you and the boys back would suddenly fade or could be triggered at any time without warning, so you all had agreed to take a weekend or longer to search the archives at the Hunter’s grounds.

Rumi had sent a short, succinct message to let Celine know they were coming but that was the extent of whatever courtesy she deigned to give her.

“It’ll be alright, (Y/n). We haven’t been back in so long! I’m excited,” Zoey tried to cheer you up, bouncing up the path excitedly.

“Yeah, Babe, we’re curious to see where you grew up,” Kwan grabbed your hand, swinging it exaggeratedly between the two of you. He had his bag and all the girls’ overnight bags slung over his shoulder in his other hand.

Rumi grimaced awkwardly, “It’s not that interesting. Promise.”

You and Rumi shared a look. Neither of you knew about the other’s interaction with Celine, but both of you wanted to avoid more interactions with the woman than were necessary…

“The ancient training grounds for all Hunters isn’t interesting?” Jinu cocked an eyebrow at Rumi’s words. His shoulders seemed a little more relaxed than usual now that you all were outside of the city.

Mira scoffed, “It’s just an old house with nothing around it for miles.” Mira rolled her eyes, already bored just thinking about being back at their training grounds. But she still took Rumi’s hand in her own, squeezing it softly when she noticed how uncomfortable she seemed.

“If it’s old enough, maybe we’ll feel right at home,” Chungae mused pleasantly. Jum and Hyeon trailed behind him, at the back of the group. The two were taking in the scenery, pausing every now and then so Jum could take a picture of something on his phone.

“I wouldn’t try to get too comfortable,” You mumbled as the house finally came into view.

The hanok house was still standing proudly although some part of you wished that it had crumbled along with the old Honmoon. The boys would definitely feel right at home with the building from the 1400’s…

And there was your Aunt Celine, pacing outside the front door. She turned at the sound of approaching footsteps and her face lit up in a smile as she hurried over.

“Girls!” She pulled Mira, Rumi, and Zoey into a hug. “Oh, I was so worried. But I saw the Honmoon become sealed, and I’m so proud of you girls.”

Rumi shifted awkwardly in Celine’s arms, breaking the hug. “Nice to see you too, Aunt Celine…” Internally, Rumi couldn’t help but feel her chest twist uncomfortably at how the woman ignored their last interaction like it had never happened.

When Rumi pulled away, Celine looked her up and down, seeing her faint iridescent patterns shining in the sun easily with the shorts and t-shirt Rumi was wearing. Celine’s smile fell into a frown, shrugging off the cardigan she wore to drape over Rumi’s arms, “Oh, Rumi, cover up, please…” Celine side eyed Mira and Zoey pointedly, as if looking for support or to remind Rumi that she shouldn’t show her patterns around others.

Rumi sighed, shrugging the cardigan off to hand back to Celine, “Aunt Celine, we’re here to look for something in the archives.” She didn’t miss how Celine’s eyes began avoiding her when she did.

“‘We’?” Celine echoed in confusion. Her eyes finally wandered from the three Hunters, looking at you and the five boys behind them. Celine gasped at the sight of you and the boys with your demonic patterns on display. She reached for a weapon that no longer came to her, “Demons?! Girls, you brought demons to the sacred training grounds?!”

You were quiet as the boys pulled you back from the woman, grouping around you protectively. “Hello ma’am,” Jinu greeted her simply, a cold look on his face.

The boys hadn’t missed the difference in treatment you received from your Aunt, or how distasteful the woman was of Rumi’s patterns. Mira and Zoey were also beginning to look weary and confused.

You sighed, “Aunt Celine, it’s fine. They’re good, they’re not here to cause any harm, they’re here to help us,” you tried to calm the woman but it seemed to only fuel Celine’s actions.

Her eyes narrowed on you, almost snarling at you, “‘Good’? Demons are not good, they are never good, child. I thought I told you to leave last time you were here.”

Zoey stepped between you, a strained smile on her face as she forced a laugh, “No really, Celine! They are good, they helped us defeat Gwi Ma and find lost souls when they returned.”

Celine looked at Zoey incredulously, eyes wide with mania, “Only after they let Gwi Ma through I’m sure. The only ‘help’ they can offer this world is by dying on your blades.”

Mira crossed her arms, “Celine, listen to us. They’re making up for what they did, they sacrificed themselves to help us seal the Honmoon.”

Celine wasn’t listening to reason, “They’re a danger to the Honmoon. The six of them will leave now. They are not welcome here.”

“Wait, Celine, ‘six’?” Zoey echoed unsurely, hyper focusing on the number as she counted the Saja Boys in her head. No, still just five demon boys.

“She means me,” You answered monotonously. “Don’t you.” You stared emotionlessly at your Aunt and how she grimaced every time she looked at you.

“No, that’s not right. I’m sure she just miscounted, right Celine?” Zoey tried, her smile straining tighter.

“Yes,” Celine answered. “I mean you as well, child. Because you failed in protecting Rumi’s secret, the Honmoon was almost destroyed and Gwi Ma almost invaded our world.” Celine laid the blame at your feet with a stony expression.

You took a deep breath, trying to quell your rising emotions—the hurt and the pain of being treated with such scorn by the woman who raised you. “Fine. We’ll go back to the city. Please let us know what you find, girls. Let’s go boys,” With a small formal bow to Celine, you turned to the boys, intent on going back to the cars so you could take one back to the city. Or just teleport back, you were happy to still have that ability.

The boys weren’t happy. No, not at all.

Hyeon had to swallow back the vicious growl that was building in the back of his throat. Kwan’s fist clenched as he felt the war beast inside him rattle its restraints. Chungae grit his teeth, aching to sink them into this woman’s beating heart. Jum shakily wiped the blood on his hands on his black pants, the small wounds from his claws bleeding lightly. Jinu’s face was cold, different scenarios flying through his head, all unique plots where your Aunt mysteriously met a fatal accident.

Rumi’s voice cut through the air, “No.” You all turned to look at the girl. Her fists were clenched tight, her teeth grit, and her pupils more narrow as some of her more demonic features came to the surface in her anger. “No more.”

“Rumi?” Celine was genuinely surprised at Rumi’s sudden words.

Rumi marched past the woman, grabbing your wrist to keep you at her side in front of the boys and between them and Celine, her face resolute as she faced your Aunt. “No more separating (Y/n) and me.”

Rumi began going off on a tangent, her eyes welling with frustrated tears, “Ever since we found out that (Y/n) couldn’t connect to the Honmoon, you’ve kept us apart, but no more! You put us in separate rooms, you kept her from singing and dancing with me, you pushed her into the kitchen, you suppressed all her dreams, and I know it was wrong to go along with it now.”

You looked down, squeezing Rumi’s hand in yours as the well of emotions in your chest threatened to burst.

Celine stepped forward with wide eyes, Mira and Zoey watching unsurely from behind her as they thought over all the interactions they’ve seen you have with the woman. At the time, it had felt normal because that was how it was when Celine started training them. They thought it was just how it was, but that didn’t make it right.

Celine placed her hands on Rumi’s cheeks, cradling her face softly. “I’m so sorry, Rumi. This is my fault, you got too attached. She’s more like that man than I thought, she’s manipulated you. I should’ve tossed the child out when you were younger…”

The air froze around them.

“What?” One of the boys spoke but you didn’t turn to see who it was. You looked down, your shoulders hunching up as you shrunk into yourself. You felt ashamed for some reason.

Rumi, horrified, backed away from Celine, pulling you with her. “You… should’ve tossed her…”

“You knew,” you turned your head to peek over your shoulder at Jinu. “She’s already said this to you.”

You nodded, your throat too tight to get words out.

“When?” Chungae asked simply. Well, it was more of a demand than anything.

You looked away, your stomach roiling uncomfortably. “After the Idol Awards… I came here to ask for her help to find Rumi and explain to the girls.”

“And she refused to help you,” Kwan pieced together the events on his own, moving closer to you. You must’ve come to them just after.

“Yes,” You nodded anyway.

“You’re a terrible person,” Hyeon growled lowly, his teeth bared at your Aunt.

Celine scowled, “How dare you, you filthy-“

“No, he’s right,” Mira agreed darkly, her and Zoey rounding Celine so they could bracket you and Rumi between them defensively. “You are a terrible person.”

“Mira?”

Zoey frowned, crossing her arms, “Terrible. Like, worse than the worst demon. Well, but Gwi Ma—No, I stand by my words.”

“Zoey?”

Rumi steeled her expression. “Celine, (Y/n) is the only reason the girls and I were able to create and seal the rainbow Honmoon. Not the gold. Rainbow.”

Mira nodded, “She died protecting Rumi and gave her soul to Rumi. (Y/n) gave us the strength to defeat Gwi Ma.”

“And the boys followed her lead. They all gave us their souls to give us strength. She became a sword for Rumi!” Zoey agreed vehemently.

“And I bet,” Jinu added, all the boys moving closer so they could join the defense circle around you and Rumi. “That you’re the reason the girls were so scared of sharing their patterns. Especially Rumi.”

Rumi blinked at suddenly being included in the center of the protective S/Os. “Wait, what?”

Mira’s eyes narrowed, “Yeah. When Rumi hesitated in going to the bathhouse with us, you always shot it down before she could. Until she started doing it herself.”

Zoey’s eyes widened, “Wait!” Her eyes narrowed into a glower at Celine, who was surprised by the turn of events. “You’re the reason Rumi and (Y/n) never went to the bathhouse with us for years!”

“Rumi had to keep it a secret until the Honmoon was sealed and they were gone,” Celine defended herself. “They’re supposed to be gone now… And they’re not because (Y/n)’s soul must have poisoned the Honmoon…!”

You blinked at the sudden realization Celine came to, flinching back when she launched herself at you with an angry expression. Mira and Zoey quickly restrained her though as the boys closed ranks around you and Rumi, Rumi hugging you close to her.

“You’ve gone crazy!” Mira told the struggling woman.

“(Y/n) didn’t ‘poison’ your precious Honmoon, you crazy old bat,” Kwan snarled, his arms at the ready at his side in case Celine lunged for you again. The boys’ eyes had an amber glow about them and their skin had an inhuman tint to them as their demonic features flared in their anger and protective instincts.

“And Rumi never had to hide herself. We would’ve accepted her from the start!” Zoey added her own thoughts to the bubbling pot.

Jum and Chungae, the two youngest of the Saja Boys, fell back from the defensive line to offer comfort to you. Jum took your free hand in his while Chungae wrapped his arms around your waist from behind, propping his chin on your shoulder. Jum offered Rumi a candy he had seen her eating pretty often. They were there for her too.

Derpy also emerged from a bush to comfort Rumi, pushing his head under her hand in demand for pets. Sussie glared with all three eyes from a tree branch.

“I don’t think we can trust you around the girls,” Jinu remarked from his defensive stance. “We also simply don’t want you here. Is there any place she can go other than here?”

“How about Antarctica?” Mira suggested. You couldn’t tell if she was serious or not.

“There are Hunter properties all over the world,” Rumi told the group. “And several in Korea. The furthest from here without leaving the country would be the Jeju island estate.”

“Oh, so you guys are rich rich. Got it.”

“I can have Derpy portal her there,” Jinu offered immediately. “All in favor?”

“Yeah.”

“Definitely.”

“Couldn’t we go farther…”

“Yup!”

“Sick.”

“Agreed Boss.”

You and Rumi didn’t get a vote.

“We’ll go take her to pack a bag,” Zoey volunteered for her and Mira. The rest of you trailed after them as the two girls frogmarched Celine to her room.

“What are you girls doing!? The Honmoon isn’t safe! They must’ve tainted it so they could keep letting demons into our world!” Celine argued furiously but none of you were listening to her anymore.

Zoey even rolled her eyes, “Yeah yeah…”

While their voices trailed off into the house, you and Rumi led the boys into the den where you proceeded to take all the pillows and blankets within reach and dumped them on the ground. The two of you then proceeded to faceplant in the pile with twin groans of emotional exhaustion.

You and Rumi were rung out.

Coming here, you had expected backlash from Celine, especially with your more prominent demon features. However, you had decided to yourself that you would quietly fade into the background for the weekend so you, the boys, and the girls could look for answers peacefully. It hurt that the woman who had raised you could only see you as your demon lineage, but you would deal so you wouldn’t make waves.

But seeing the boys and Mira and Zoey stand up for you and Rumi so vehemently, reassuring yourself that your treatment from Celine wasn’t right? You realized you had fallen back into bad habits.

‘Fade into the background?’ You thought you were done doing that.

It was also a slap in the face to realize all the damage the woman had done to your and Rumi’s relationship.

You had only ever seen that Celine gave much more of her attention and affection to Rumi, supporting her in being the idol she envisioned. Now you could see that it was wrong. Celine had been pushing Rumi into the image of your mother, the memory of her that Celine held onto with a desperate iron grip.

Just like Celine only saw you for your father, Celine just saw Rumi for your mother.

The boys moved around you, setting all of your bags in a corner and plopping down in different spaces around you and Rumi.

Jinu was on Rumi’s other side, one hand reaching over the purple haired girl to massage the back of your neck soothingly.

Hyeon took up the free space at your side, nuzzling his nose into the crook of your shoulder. It was his favorite spot in the whole world.

Kwan somehow shifted the both of you so he could lay under you with you on his chest and yet still not disturbing Hyeon from his spot. You didn’t understand it either.

Jum settled on Hyeon’s other side, using his hyung’s side as a pillow as he stuck a sucker in his mouth and scrolled through his phone. You think he’s going through the pictures you’ve taken together. He likes to send them to you to cheer you up or motivate you.

Chungae was on Jinu’s other side, also using the man’s middle as a pillow. He pulled out the bracelet he had started making during the car ride over to keep his hands busy. Focusing on being there with you and not your horrible Aunt.

“Derpy just sent Celine on her way,” Mira announced as she, Zoey, and Derpy with Sussie perched on Derpy’s shoulder joined them in the den.

“It was strangely satisfying,” Zoey chirped. You were a little concerned that Celine had actually been sent to the arctic but it wasn’t your problem.

Mira and Zoey joined the cuddle pile, nudging everyone to the side so they could be on either side of Rumi, Mira squeezing between you and Rumi and Zoey on the other side between Jinu and Rumi.

Zoey peppered Rumi’s face with kisses, making the older girl smile. Mira, meanwhile, took the tie out of her hair and unraveled the braid, using her nails to massage her scalp and ease the tension headache that had been building. Rumi melted with a content sigh, practically purring.

Derpy tilted his head before deciding to settle over everyone’s legs, purring contently despite you all groaning as your legs became trapped.

As everyone settled into quiet content, you squeaked when Hyeon pressed a soft kiss to the crook of your shoulder where his face rested. You could feel Kwan chuckling beneath you, bouncing you up and down on his chest with the movement.

You ignored him. You reached out in the tangle of bodies until Chungae and Jum, on the edges of the pile, took your hands. Chungae pressed a kiss to the back of it and Jum squeezed the other comfortingly.

And you all just laid there for a good long while. Content.

A/N: I still have plenty of ideas for this series, including a smut and a role reversal AU where the boys are the hunters and you and the girls are the demons, so stay tuned!

I also just tagged the same people from the series so let me know if you want me to remove you from the taglist from here on out now that the series is officially done.

Outtakes:

*Starting Therapy*

You: *Casually Trauma Dumping* “So my aunt had me suppress all my own wants and desires in order to protect my sister because our mother was a demon hunter and then she met our father, a demon, and then they were both killed. And then I recently briefly gave up on humanity and opted to help my five boyfriend sacrifice thousands of souls to their demon overlord.”

The Therapist: *Desperately keeping a straight face* “Uh-huh…”

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You: *Peacefully singing in the shower*

The Saja Boys and Huntr/x: *Sitting outside the bathroom door to listen*

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Abby: *Flexing in front of the mirror* “Oh yeah~ I’m looking fine today~”

You: *Opens the door* “…” *Silently judging*

Abby: *Frozen*

You: *Slowly closes the door*

Abby: “Wait! It’s not what it looks like!”

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*fighting through trauma spiral brain and repeating through clenched teeth* I am in the business of good faith. If someone is off or rude when it is uncalled for I will give them the benefit of the doubt and assume they are having a bad day and I won’t hold it against them. I will instead respond like they were neutral and move on. I do not need to shame myself or others. I am in the business of good faith on behalf of both of us.