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Omg yes

writing is so funny because i could write nonstop for 9hrs and then hit a block where im like "how do i transition between this moment and the next?" and then i just dont touch it for 6 months

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art by

Suo

@SuonikoArt

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I've been bit by the writing bug again... it feels good to create again. It's also 1am in the morning so bare with me if it's a bit of a hard read.

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A while after the battle in the male bath house and after Jinu had discovered Rumi's demon patterns. He had assigned his tiger and bird familiars to keep an eye on Rumi. They would be his eyes and track her movements.

"Keep close to her, she bares the mark" his curiosity and intrigue kept her memory fresh marked in his mind. Who was she? Strong as she was maybe due to her demonic powers and why she was fighting her own kind and bringing them to their untimely ends.

Tiger would break the wall between realms and bring the notes he thought would be, friendly enough so as not to scare her away. "Ducks are cute and girlish, right?" he would ask his bird. The bird would just give him a tired look and shrug of his feathery shoulders. If she was willing to meet him and help him destroy Gwi-ma, maybe just maybe there might be a chance to set him free of his contract. She might find it hard to believe, but he was tired of doing Gwi-ma's bidding just to repay a never-ending debt.

After several encounters, and not by chance, he learned that she was more open to finding common ground than actually fighting him. He could feel the joy his tiger would feel at her calming presence. The kindness she showed both familiars, nothing like the previous demon hunters from before. She was different, understanding, and willing to find a solution to his and her current situation.

After so long, he realized as well that the more he spend time with her, the more his soul ached for her. Her presence kept him grounded and feeling like anything was possible if he just stepped closer to the light. She was funny and unapologetically herself. Smart and caring even of him who he felt deserved no bit of kindness for all he'd done.

But Gwi-ma quickly snuffed those fleeting thoughts and bright colors out of his mind, because as much as he'd want to hold her and actually be free as she had promised, it would be an up hill battle even when he was already repent. She was as beautiful outside as she was within, and the fear of tainting her with his multitude of sins made him give in to Gwi-ma again. The pain of having to reveal her shame to the only people that loved her and have to cruelly turn her away, just to selfishly keep her safe and make himself look like he was just using her.

He was in love. He knew he was. However, he dared not admit it to himself. He'd felt his soul kick start the moment she held his hand. When she saw him, really saw him like no one ever did. After four hundred years, and he finally felt he might be worthy of forgiveness, because it's not every day a demon finds an angel willing to see through him and try to save him from his torment.

Even still, she fought for him. Regardless of the potential danger she was facing, she walked towards him with resolve in her eyes and bravery. Patterns bright and glowing like shimmery tattoos. She had finally found the strength to accept her self. She was all powerful, and oh how he loved her. So much, that he thought to himself, "this will be my act of selflessness. Nothing will be more painful than to see her hurt for my sake". So he lunges forth to become her shield.

He thinks to himself, "she's even beautiful when she cries". He feels her soft hands cup his face, but he doesn't dare look away. Already he can feel fragments of his physical form, crumble away in the heat of Gwi-ma' wrath. No, he tells himself he will hold on a little longer. He keeps his gaze fixated on her to stamp her image permanently to his mind. If only for these final moments. "I'm sorry for everything" he whispers to her.

"I wanted to set you free", she's trembling like if she tried any harder he'll break apart. He'd give anything to hold her but he just holds on to the fire behind him. The flames overtaking him. "You did", he replies. "You gave me my soul back", he finally allows himself to confirm what he knew all along. His soul was never truly gone, but Rumi brought him back to the light. If this would be the only thing he would leave her and know that in her hands it would be cherished and loved just the way she knew how too, then he gladly without a moments thought, would gift it to her.

"And now...I give it to you", he releases his soul, it releases itself gladly and reaching for its true home with her. He closes his eyes content to finally be free. Her hands holding his face is enough for him. Before he knows it, he feels her soft lips on his. His eyes snap open, taking her in again and fluttering shut to feel this bliss. If only for a bit, it gives him the strength to become anything she wants him to be. If it means he will be her weapon and finally put an end to Gwi-ma's cruel manipulation, then he will. Mustering all the strength and love within him, his soul wraps itself along her orbit. Breathing her air, feeling her energy. Flashes of moments and encounters that brought them closer and eventually becoming her sword, a beautiful blade with lotus flowers imprinted signaling their rebirth. Their love made new and pure.

Gwi-ma is defeated, the honmoon is repaired, and Rumi is safe. Her friends Mira and Zoey make sure to comfort her.

Months pass, and they can still feel each other. Like a pull or a tether, threaded together. Rumi lives her life as best she can, sadness sometimes taking her at not having Jinu physically there. He feels it through the tether, and his soul pulls at hers, reminding her he's still there with her. A slight tug in her chest.

Tiger keeps vigil at her beds foot frame while bird perches himself on her head rest when she sleeps. She dreams of him on most nights. That's when she feels his presence more strongly and thinks maybe he's not truly gone.

Just waiting....

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Hope you like the little smooch that SHOULD have been kept. I love the whole women strong don't need no man thing, but still, they were fated. Still sad about it.

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(suggested by @olenskas)

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It’s like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger they were. And sometimes you didn’t want to know the end… because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it’s only a passing thing… this shadow.

                      Even  darkness  must  pass.

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my two favorites being shipped in the show is awesome actually

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Jinu totally wrote this song for Rumi - in the assumption that Gwi-ma would win and he would still love her even in eternal damnation

I-hear me out….HEAR ME OUT-

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He is my favourite. Pls watch KPDH it's beautiful

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Take my soul

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It was 3 years but I'm back 😊

THE OFFICE · 6x16

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I have this headcanon that when Jinu comes back, and lives everyday life with Rumi and the girls, he has glimpses of their snack time and can't help but swoon over Rumi eating and loving food and being relaxed in her skin, since those are normally times reserved for her and the girls alone.

This movie got me on a chokehold

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Aftermath (if Billy had been looped in for the tunnels)

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My concept paintings for the romantic duet in KPop: Demon Hunters!

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Slides back on this app like I haven’t been MIA for nearly a year.

✨Billy Hargrove ✨ am I right?

Seriously, I’m still actively writing, and I have two holiday fics coming so… 🥳

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we go just right.

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I really like them a lot🔥💧