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Hello. I enjoyed reading cookies, and paint, and was wondering if you could please do Polytrix x reader where the girls suprise y/n with their own (limited edition) flavour of ramyun?

Thank you.

Polytrix x reader

Ramen

An: This was such a fun request! I'm not really adventurous with ramen. I usually just have like chicken flavour or something. Also the girls' ramen flavours are like super personal so I didn't mention readers flavour. So if you have an idea of what your flavour would be.. That's what it is. Anyways, im having so much fun doing these requests.

Word count rounded: 1k

You sat in the Huntrix penthouse lounging on the couch; the girls had run off to the corner store to stock up on their ramen. Despite being the top K-pop artists in Korea, they still can’t resist eating their own convenience store ramen. It became a pre-show ritual for them, and when they were on a hiatus, they couldn’t help but have one for a quick snack. You also couldn’t help indulging in ramen with them, not wanting to be left out.

Most times you would just pick one of the girls' flavours depending on how you felt. This time, however, the girls had another idea for this week's late-night snack. For months now they have been planning your own ramen cup for their new tour announcement. You’ve been with the girls for a while now, and despite not being an idol, you became a fan favourite with the girls as well. They knew you were content with just having one of their ramens, but they wanted to theme something limited edition around you.

They designed the cup and planned what type of ramen would represent you. It's been hard trying to keep such a big secret from you, but Zoey told them she could hold off just to see the surprised look on your face. The day had finally come; they got sent a little case of ramen before it got released in stores so they could surprise you before the word got out to fans. You were a little confused when the girls insisted on doing the ramen run by themselves, but you didn’t think that much about it.

The ding of the elevator snapped you out of your thoughts. All three of your girlfriends scurried out of the elevator, bringing their bags to the island counter. “Hi babe!” Zoey greets, tossing off her yellow bucket hat. “You guys got the stuff?” you ask, getting up off the couch and approaching the kitchen. “You could say that.” Rumi nods, sporting a smug smile, as she shoots Mira a look. “Yeah… they had exactly what we wanted,” Mira adds, shooting Rumi back the same look. Zoey giggles, and that is what finally gets you to raise an eyebrow.

“What’s wrong with you guys? Did you eat my last doughnut again?” You question. “What do you mean… Nothing is wrong,” Rumi says, arching her eyebrow. You tilt your head, still very suspicious. “Okay then, but I'm watching you three,” you say, looking at all of them.

“What flavour do you want this time, babe?” Zoey asks, leaning over the counter, as she pulls out their respective ramen cups from the paper bag. “Hmm, I was thinking I could have some spice today.” You say, reaching for the cup Mira is holding out. “What about this one?” Mira grins.

You turn around the cup, and on the front is a little chibi version of you with what seems to be “your” ramen flavour. You sit in silence for a few seconds, trying to wrap your head around what you're holding. You tear your eyes off the cup, and all three of the girls are trying to hold back giggles.

“Surprise!” They all exclaim, grinning from ear to ear. “What’s this?” you ask, almost giggling with them. “Is this my ramen?” You say, a smile breaking out now. “Yeah!” Zoey giggles, pulling you into a hug. “Look how cute you are!” She exclaims, pulling back, and Mira and Rumi step behind you two so they can look at the ramen. “We spent a good amount of time trying to figure out what flavour you would have.” Rumi explains, leaning over your shoulder. “I think we did really well.” Mira adds, also sporting a little smile.

“This is so sweet! I can’t believe you guys did this for me.” You melt into all three of them as they hug you. “So… are you going to try it?” Mira grins, already reaching for one of your cups. “Woh! We should all try yours!” Zoey exclaims, reaching for one as well.

“Yes! I’ll put on the kettle.” Rumi exclaims, filling up the kettle and switching it on. The kettle bubbles and sizzles, heating up after a few minutes. Rumi grabs the kettle, pouring the hot water in all four cups. “The worst part is waiting.” Mira groans as all three of you watch the ramen cups slowly cooking.

“I still can’t believe you three would do this for me.” You smile. “We knew you would love it, and the fans. The fans love you too. You’re like our fourth member.” Rumi chuckles. “Plus, now you can have your own ramen with us!” Zoey grins, giving your shoulders a little shake.

“I think they’re finally ready.” Mira announces, reaching for her cup and peeling off the lid. The three of you follow suit. “Mmmm, it smells so good!” You exclaim, grabbing a pair of chopsticks as all four of you take a bite. All of you sigh in unison as you continue eating.

“Oh my gosh… I think next time we have ramen, I want yours.” Zoey giggles, slurping up her last noodle. “This really is the best surprise I could have asked for, definitely the most yummy.” You say, placing your empty cup back on the counter, after drinking some of the broth.

“I agree, it is delicious.” Rumi adds, drinking some broth as well. “Just like you,” Zoey grins, sporting a mischievous grin, as you press a kiss to your cheek. “Oh stop it.” You grin, shaking your head as Zoey giggles. “You get it? Because you’re delicious.” Zoey grins, raising an eyebrow.

“Yes, Zo, I'm sure everyone understood that. But I agree.” Mira chuckles, leaning in to give you a kiss as well. “Well, I'm not being left out of this.” Rumi states, pressing the last kiss to your forehead.

“Thank you guys, I love you all so much.” You smile. “We love you too,” they all say, pulling you into a hug.

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what are you working on next

This is ominous 😂😂😂

I’m working on a request I got . It’s a politic c reader again and it’s about huntrix surprising reader with their own flavour of ramen like the girls have. Now that im back im working most days this week but i hope to have posted it by Wednesday night or so because i have it off.

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Could do polytrix x fem!reader

R is at a huntrix concert with her little sibling *big age gap between them and has gaurdianship over them and basically raising them. Whatever the reason on how she got custody is up to you and as well as the gender of the little sibling. Both are big fans of huntrix*

During the concert, they get separated and luckily the girls the one who found the young sibling and help reunite them and fell for r after seeing how she was interacting with her sibling

It was so cute how they interacted with the fans during the movie especially at the at the end.

Idk why but imo and hc’s despite her tough appearances, I kind of see Mira acting like a total softie when it comes to the fans, but also the other members of huntrix, and Bobby too. There were fan hc’s when she accidently called Bobby dad

Meanwhile despite Zoey being the unhinged loveable one, I can see her being the type who squishes your cheeks at seeing smth cute thing as she loves turtles and let borrow her stuffed turtles for comfort. rumi i see as a leader that joins in their shenanigans but also someone who keeps an eye to make sure the demon don’t claim this little one as well as the other people and yk since they’re protective of their fans

Concert

Polytrix x fem reader

An: My first request yay!! I thought this was so so cute I had to do it. I decided to give the reader a little sister and I named her Maya because reddit told me it was a very like internationally friendly name. Like lots of different countries, I don’t know, I was trying to find a name that could be ambiguous as to where the person is from. Reader and Maya don’t have set ages but my idea is that reader is around like 20-24 but it really doesn’t matter and Maya is probably like 5-7 ish, again doesn't really matter. There isn't much lore but reader has sole custody of her sister and they have been living on their own for 2 years now. What happened to their parents is not mentioned so you can get creative if you want. I also didn’t mention where they live, it’s just not where huntrix lives. This is a different type of fic than I normally write. I feel it would have been better as multiple chapters but I like how i fit it all as well.

Also I’m going away for the weekend so the other request will be started when I come back 😘

Word count rounded: 2.6k

“C’mon! We gotta get a good spot!” Your sister squeals, dragging you by your hand through the crowd.

It's you and Maya's first time at a Huntrix concert. You have been saving up for months now to finally give you and her the best night ever. You wanted to pull out all the stops for her tonight. That included a stop at the merch stand, and with both of you dressed in Huntrix merch, you made your way through all the people. You finally reached a pretty good spot, close enough to the stage. Your sister tugged on your sleeve, her other hand clutching her light stick. “Can I go on your shoulders?” Maya pleads, pouting. “Fine,” you smile, kneeling down. “Come on, climb on,” you say, helping her steady herself. “Thank you!! This is so cool!!” She squeals, clutching the lightstick with both hands now, her feet swinging; clearly excited.

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You have been the sole caretaker of your sister for a few years now. It's been hard trying to balance work and taking care of her. You both have been fans of Huntrix for years. Their music has gotten both of you through the worst days and the best. You play their music while cooking dinner and driving her to school. Maya even had a Huntrix-themed birthday party last year, which her friends loved. You really have tried your hardest to give your sister a comfortable life. When you heard that Huntrix was touring in your city, you couldn't help but start saving up money. And now the day has finally come. It was worth it just to see the ecstatic look in her eyes. That look continued when the show finally started. Maya is singing and dancing. She practically memorized them all, and being on your shoulders didn’t stop her from dancing.

Song after song the two of you sang and screamed and danced. Your feet hurt, but it was so worth it to see her smiling face. It was unlike anything you have ever experienced, and when it finally ended, your sister was somehow full of energy and exhausted at the same time. You kept her on your shoulders as you both made your way to the exit.

“That was so cool! Did you see Mira's hair? I want my hair to be pink too! And when I'm grown-up, I'm going to be a singer just like Rumi!! Can I be Zoey for Halloween? You can put my hair in the buns!” Maya gushes. “Maybe you can dye your hair when you're older; you can definitely be a singer, but if you do… I have to get VIP tickets to your concerts. You could for sure be Zoey, though. I think that's a great idea.” You smile, giving your sister a little glance as she rambles on and on.

Both of you finally made your way toward the exit, but the more time passed, the more you realized that you needed to make a stop at the bathroom. “Maya? I need to go to the bathroom. Do you need to go?” you ask, stopping near the bathroom and placing her on the ground. “Nope… I can stand outside… I’m a big girl,” she says, crossing her arms over her chest and tilting her head away. “Are you sure?” you sigh. “Fine. I'll be really quick. Just stand here and don’t move, okay? Then on the way home we can grab a treat.” You promise, giving Maya a pat on the head before turning and walking into the bathroom.

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“Okay, Maya, let’s go get ice cream,” you say, turning to look at where you left your sister and are surprised to find no one. Your heart sinks a little as you pace around the venue searching. Why are concerts so crowded? She could be anywhere. What if someone took her? Your fear bubbles up as you start moving through the halls faster. “Maya!? Where are you?” You feel tears brimming up in your eyes before you hear a distant.

“Maya? That's a very pretty name.”

“Well, you could tell us what your sister looks like; we could help you find her.”

You turn the corner, and about a thousand feelings rush through your mind. You see Maya surrounded by the members of Huntrix. Mira is kneeling down beside her, holding her hand, while Zoey is sitting criss-crossed on the ground. Rumi is standing bent over a little to speak to her easier. Your sister is wiping her face as if she's been crying. That finally snaps you out of your trance, and you rush toward her, relief flooding you.

“Maya!” you yell, and all four of them turn their heads. Maya's eyes light up, and she runs right into your embrace. You bend over, pulling her into your arms as you scoop her up, holding her tight. You place her on your hip, arm wrapped protectively around her. “Maya, you scared me so much… Where did you go?” You ask, pressing a little kiss to her temple, still not letting her go.

“I'm sorry… I thought I could find my way back. I got lost, and scared. But I found Mira and Rumi and Zoey.” She smiles, her eyes still a little puffy. You turn your attention to the pop stars in front of you, almost forgetting they were standing not even five feet away. They are all standing up now, smiling fondly at the scene in front of them. You almost have a heart attack seeing them close up. “Uh—thank you! Thank you so much for… Helping my sister “It's just really big fans, and I—well, I'm so grateful.” You stumble through your thank yous, torn between fangirling and being appreciative.

“Oh, it's no problem really. We love meeting fans,” Rumi says.

“Really, your sister is very cute; after she calmed down, she told us all about her amazing big sister and how great she is,” Zoey adds.

“You said that?” You ask, turning to Maya, and she beams, hugging you around the neck. “You are awesome… This is the best night of my life,” she smiles, resting her head on your shoulder, her exhaustion catching up to her. Her eyes flutter closed as she falls asleep, going limp in your arms.

You hear a collective “Awwwww” from Huntrix as they coo. “That’s adorable,” Mira sighs. “She’s so tired; she knows all your songs, and we learned the dances. I've been saving up to see you guys with Maya. She will be talking about this for weeks now.” You say, rubbing a soothing hand down her back while she sleeps.

“It's been hard; for the last 2 years it's just been me and Maya. Your guys' music is like the one thing that always keeps us together.” You explain. “It's just you two?” Zoey asks. “Yeah, I have custody of her now… So this means a lot for us. She idolizes you guys so much.” You add.

“That’s so inspiring. She is right; you really are an amazing sister.” Rumi says, fondly. You almost have a heart attack hearing one of your favourite idols complimenting you. “Thank you… I would do anything to make her happy.” You smile, looking down at your now snoring sister.

“That's very admirable,” Mira says. “Ooh! I have an idea!” Zoey pipes up, pulling something out of her pocket. She pulls out a few photocards and a Huntrix poster. “I think you and Maya should have these… I think you two would appreciate it the most.” Zoe explains, handing them to you.

“Really? Thank you so much. She's going to love these.” You smile, tucking them in your bag. “And this is for you,” Zoey adds, extending her hand again. This time it's a sticky note with a phone number on it. You blink, a little confused. “What’s this?” You ask, turning it over in your fingers.

“My number” Zoey smiles, like it's obvious. Your jaw drops a little, and she giggles. “If you two are ever in South Korea, we should do something. Or if we have another show here. We could go out for boba or something… Whatever Maya wants.”

“I… I don't even know what to say… This isn’t normal, right?” You ask, finally picking your jaw off the floor. They all laugh, and Mira is the one to speak up. “It's not… But you’re really inspiring, and well... you’re kinda cute.”

“What Mira is trying to say is… we would love to hang out someday.” Rumi adds, And you stay silent, your brain almost unable to process such a sentence. You finally sputter out a “Yeah! I’d, I mean we would love that. This is crazy.” You say your voice is a little shaky.

“Perfect!” Zoey exclaims. “See you later then; tell Maya she would be an amazing singer,” Rumi adds, melting at the sight of her drooling on your shoulder.

-

After that night, your life changed in a way you would have never imagined. You drove home in silence, playing over the insane interaction until your brain hurt. You tucked Maya into bed, turning over the sticky note in your fingers. Before you went to sleep, you anxiously added the number into your messenger. You sent a simple message, thanking them again for the stuff.

Over the next few months you kept up communication with all three of the members. Maya has been demanding updates about your “girlfriends,” and every time you tell her they are not your girlfriends, she does not listen. Every time she has her friends over, she tries to tell them about her sister's very famous girlfriends.

July rolled around, and you woke up to a text explaining that they had a tour date in your city again. You lit up at the text, telling Maya about your upcoming boba date. Just like you, she was bouncing off the walls, excited to hang out with her idols. The boba date went as well as you could think. You met up outside the boba shop near your apartment. They offered to pay for your orders, and when you all got a delicious drink, you walked around the city, enjoying the weather.

The girls were dressed way more low-key than usual so as to not draw attention. Mira let Maya ride on her shoulders for a while. She was beaming from ear to ear as she got a personal ride around town. When she finally got off, she held hands with you and Zoey and convinced you two to swing her while you all walked. And when you made your way past a little street vendor, Rumi bought her a cute frog keychain. You walked back to your apartment, Maya asleep on you as you piggybacked her home. The four of you talked all the way back, and in a desperate attempt to keep it going, you invited them in.

You spent most of the night talking on your couch and eating snacks. You joked and laughed like you've known them for years. As midnight rolled around, the girls had a surprise that they had been waiting for a while to ask.

“So ... We know this whole thing has been new for you and us, but… Our final show of the tour is back in South Korea. And we were thinking. We would love to have you and Maya come to it. I know what you're thinking… But we will pay for your flights. You two have meant so much to us, and we have fallen for you. Maya is such a great kid, and seeing you two together is so sweet,” Rumi explains.

You can hardly contain your excitement. After those months, you have grown as close to them as you were with your sister. They were more than just idols to you. They were just Mira, Rumi, and Zoey, and you might not be able to say it out loud, but you loved them. Knowing they wanted you just as much was the final switch for you.

-

The show was as good as it could possibly be. Paying for your flights and getting you two VIP tickets and a backstage tour. Maya couldn’t be happier; it was practically a dream come true for her and you, of course. After the show, you all went back to their penthouse to hang out again. Maya showed them a dance she made, much to their excitement. After a fun-filled night, she fell asleep, head on Mira’s shoulder. The three of you cooed as your sister curled up in Mira's lap.

Mira smiles fondly. “I think I’m her favourite.” The three of you giggle. “That's a hard title… She does love all of you guys so much.” You say, your heart melting at the adorable sight. “I should take her to bed,” you say, scooping Maya out of Mira’s lap and carrying her into the spare room you both are sleeping in. When you return, the girls are all sitting on the ground, and you take your spot next to them.

“I can’t thank you guys enough for all of this. You guys have changed our lives. I really care about you three. In more than just a fan way.” You explain, fiddling with your fingers. “We understand what you mean. We feel the same about you. Maya is like our little sister. And you well… We really like you. I know it's a little crazy to think about… But we want you to be with us.” Rumi says, reaching out to take your hand. Of course you agreed, and after lots of convincing and overthinking, you and Maya moved in with them. It was something new for the both of you, but it truly changed both of your lives.

-

It's been a few months since you and Maya packed up your life and moved in with Huntrix. You couldn’t ask for better girlfriends. They took care of Mata so well and are so good with her. The girls gave you and Maya your own rooms. She was absolutely thrilled. She did end up being Zoey for Halloween, much to her excitement.

Mira came home one day with a pack of little pink hair strands so Maya could have pink hair as well.You found both of them kneeling in the living room. Maya’s hair was littered with little pink strands. “Look at my hair! Thank you!” she exclaims, giving Mira a surprisingly crushing hug for a little kid. Zoey enters the room, eyes lighting up at the sight. “Wow, Maya, look at your hair… Just like Mira’s… I can't even tell the difference.” She giggles while pulling out her phone to take a picture. Rumi is the last to enter, also laughing at the adorable sight. “Look, Rumi! I'm Mira!” Your sister exclaims, running to climb onto the couch, striking a pose. You all laugh.

Maya runs across the couch over to Rumi on the other side. And like the clumsy little kid she is, she trips, heading straight for the floor. You, Mira, and Zoey gasp, a little too far away to help her. Rumi quickly dives forward, catching Maya in her arms and landing on her back on the ground. You catch your breath, and Maya sits up in Rumi's arms, still a little in shock. “Are you good?” Rumi asks, brushing her hair out of her face. “You gotta be careful; we can’t have you getting hurt.” Rumi says, giving her a hug before Maya climbs out of her lap.

Maya rushes over to sit herself in your lap before she smiles. “Best day ever.” She giggles, hugging you one final time.

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Mira's norigae (mini comic)

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Okay so the request I’m writing for already have 2k words and my birthday is tomorrow and then I’m spending the weekend for my uncles wedding so I think I’m gonna have to post it either Sunday or Monday 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 but it’s definitely worth the wait it’s absolutely adorable

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Kpop demon hunters materialist

Polytrix x reader

Cookies

Paint

Concert

Ramen

Rumi x reader

Zoey x reader

Mira x reader

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Painting

Polytrix x reader

An: Hi again. I’ve had such inspiration again with writing and I think it's going to be a more regular thing… so I will be doing requests if anyone wants to request anything. If not I’m sure I’ll have my own ideas. This is like my ultimate hyper fixation right now. I've already gotten one and I'm gonna post it after this one. This fic is based on all the fanart ive seen of Mira and Zoey painting demon marks on themselves so shout out to all of that amazing fanart I love it!

Summary: Mira and Zoey think Rumi is still ashamed of her patterns, maybe so face paint can help fix that.

Word count rounded: 1.3k

“Hey Mir, hi Zo.” You greet them as you hear the elevator door open. “Hi babe,” Zoey answers back, rushing over to your side to show you the stuff she got. “Zoey, show them the thing we got,” Mira encourages, pointing to the plastic bag. “Ooh! Yes! Ta-da!” Zoey grins, pulling on a face painting kit with an array of colours. “What? You want me to paint you guys a tiger face?” You joke, laughing at your own joke. “No.” Zoey shakes her head. “We had a much better idea than that… But if you could figure out how to do a turtle, I might consider that for another day.”

“Mira should say it; it was her idea,” Zoey says, directing your attention to your other girlfriend. “Well... it's about Rumi. After everything that happened with the Honmoon and her patterns. I think that she’s still uncomfortable or maybe ashamed about her patterns. And well… we all love her; we want her to feel safe around us. So I was thinking, with the face paint. We could get some matching patterns with Rumi… who knows, maybe it will make her feel better.” Mira explains in her usual calm tone.

“That is a really sweet idea, and you want me to paint us?” You ask, already smiling at the image of that. “Well yeah, you’re the best at painting out of all of us.” Zoey interjects. “Skin is a little different than a canvas.” You counter. “But, that is a really good idea. Let’s do it.”

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“Zoey... sit still,” you say softly, focusing intently on the purple line you are painting just under her ribcage. “It's so cold,” she shivers, trying to keep still despite it. “Can’t you, like, warm up the paint?” Zoey asks, looking down at you. “I don’t think it works like that Zo, but I'm so close to being done.” You say, finishing up a line that stretches from her hip near the center of her stomach. “There,” you declare, pulling away as Zoey pulls out her phone to check out the paint job. “Wow… it is so pretty!” Zoey exclaims, looking down at herself, turning her arms to look at all the winding lines.

“Okay, my turn,” Mira declares as she scoots close to you. Before you started, both of them put on shorts and a cropped shirt, so it was much easier. You dip the brush back into the purple, starting a line curling around Mira's forearm. Zoey settles next to both of you, watching as you work. “It does feel weird; I kinda like it,” Mira chuckles to herself. “I don’t know, it's like relaxing, like a weird spa treatment,” Mira sighs as you finish a pattern near her wrist. You continue moving down to her torso, focused on the direction of the brush strokes.

“Do you think Rumi will actually like this?”

Zoey asks, maybe second-guessing as she gestures to herself. You stop painting to look up at Mira. “I'm not sure, Zoey... I mean, I think she's going to be shocked to find all three of us covered in paint,” you say, turning over the paintbrush in your fingers. “I think that even if she finds it weird… She will still enjoy the sentiment,” you shrug. “If not, we're all going to have a shower,” Mira jokes, breaking the tension.

Zoey chimes in, “I have a perfect turtle video if this doesn't work.” All three of you giggle together. "What's this one about?” you ask, turning back to Mira to continue the pattern. “It's so cute! The turtle is eating a watermelon!” Zoey exclaims, pulling it up to show the both of you. It is rather adorable. After a few more minutes and a dozen more lines on Mira, she is done as well.

“Okay, perfect. Who wants to paint me?” You ask, holding out the paintbrush for either of them to take. “I have steadier hands,” Mira says as she takes the brush from your hand. She sits in front of you. You jump a little when she starts. “Oh! Yeah, you’re right, Zoey, it is cold.” You shiver slightly. “See! I told you. We should have used warm water.” Zoey says.

“Just sit still, please,” Mira says, her gaze focused on the brush. You relax, sitting back on your heels. Mira paints your arms and torso with a smooth precision. “It looks really good, Mir,” Zoey praises, peeking over her shoulder. “Thanks, pretty good for my first time, right?” Mira finishes her last stroke on the front of your calf.

You stand up, walking over to the mirror, both of them following behind you. “Honestly… I like it.” You say, turning around to look at all the markings. “I agree, purple is definitely not just Rumi’s colour.” The three of your eyes snap over to the sound of the elevator ding.

Rumi enters as the doors open, eyes not meeting you guys yet. “Hi guys, you won’t believe what I got—Oh?... What's going on… Why are you guys covered in paint?” Rumi questions, tilting her head as she steps further into the living room. “Surprise!” All three of you exclaim, standing a little awkwardly in front of the couch. “Is this what happens when I leave you three alone?” Rumi steps much closer, as she notices what the paint actually is. She goes a little silent, her expression unreadable.

It's you who first speaks up. “We just. We want you to know that we love you, Rumi. You’ve been hiding your patterns for so long, and we… Well actually it was Mira's idea. She thought if we all had some marks…you'd be less ashamed of yours.” You explain slowly. All three of you wait for some type of response before Rumi wipes her eyes, a little tear rolling down her cheek. The three of you instantly pull her into a hug. “Sorry, Rumi, we didn’t mean to make you cry.” Zoey coos, resting her head on her shoulder. Rumi sniffles, “No. No, it's okay… It's just so sweet… You guys would do this for me.” Rumi softens into your guys's embrace.

The four of you all stand in an embrace. After a few minutes of happy tears and soft giggles. Rumi finally wipes her final tears and smiles. “Thank you… I really love you guys…” Rumi sighs, pressing a little kiss to each of your temples. As the four of you pull out of the hug, Rumi's eyes wander over each of your arms and all the way down to your ankles. She reaches forward, grabbing Mira’s arm to turn it over in her grasp. “It does look pretty on you guys,” Rumi smiles. “Yours looks so pretty too.” Zoey grins, and Rumi blushes a little, suddenly embarrassed at the three pairs of eyes looking at her.

Rumi finally looks up before she quietly answers, “Thanks...” “Did you paint them?” Rumi asks, turning to look at yours as well. “Yeah, Zoey wouldn’t sit still,” you joke, shooting her a look. “You’re one to talk… You were complaining about the cold too,” Mira teases, poking you.

“Regardless... it’s a very nice sentiment." Rumi smiles fondly. “You guys are going to have to have a big shower later,” Rumi jokes, and her patterns glow a little pink, and Zoey coos, exclaiming, “Aww, I wish ours could do that too!” Rumi blushes, her eyes suddenly more interested in the floor. “That is really cute, Rumi.” You smile.

“Okay… okay, no more compliments…” Rumi shyly smiles as you all pull back into another hug. “So long as you know that we love you,” Mira adds. “I know… I love you guys too.” Rumi says, melting into the embrace.

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Okay so the request that I got is literally so cute I have to do it! But first I have another original fic idea that is almost done so I’m going to post that one first. But rest assured I will be doing the request because it’s just so cute!!!

My other fic I have in the works is still polytrix but I had soemthing to do with rumi’s markings!

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Could do a rumi from k-pop demon hunters x fem!reader/Zoemira x reader platonic *magical girl with a talking animal companion*

R is rumi’s gf but rumi kept the whole demon/hunters thing a secret but is fully unaware that r sorta knows theyre not normal girls, but still love rumi regardless of her being a part demon and willingly to support the girls in their fight to protect the fans as well despite rumi has no idea r has magical powers and not wanting her involved

*And she also introducer her cat to the girls after being she was completely unfaze by the tiger and bird after walking into rumi’s room*

I had this thought earlier while listening to moonlight setsentu cover version sung by amalee where the part “fighting evil by moonlight, winning love by daylight” as well as the song “power of love” and I thought “oh my god what if rumi had gf who has the same power similar to sailor moon!” And this inspired me me to write this request

Hi , I’m sorry I’m just a little confused. What does magical girl mean ? I know I’ve heard it before but I’m like not actually sure what it means . I’m not sure if it’s like a reference to a show but would you mind explaining it … 😅 I also haven’t seen sailor moon so I don’t know if I’m the best person for this ask.

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I can’t believe a Kpop demon hunters fic is what got me to 2500 likes that’s amazing! Thank you. Everyone who has ever liked one of my fics or requested something that I never got to… I’m sorry . I’ve truly missed writing and knowing that people love reading my work makes me really happy!!

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Cookies

Polytrix x reader

An: so I’m back posting here. Kpop demon hunters was just so good it made me want to write for the girls! And who knows maybe if I get more ideas I’ll write more.. at my own pace. Maybe this idea came to me because I bake really good cookies. That is not a brag they are really good :)

Summary: cookies are exactly what the girls need after a stressful day of writing but can they wait till they’re cooked?

Word count rounded: 1.4K

The beep of the oven reaching temperature was the first indication for the girls that you were baking again. It had been a slow-ish week for Huntrix. They spent most of the day holed up in their writing studio trying to come up with their next hit. You wanted to give them space to brainstorm, but after the fourth episode of some weird reality show, you decided to bake. You’ve baked cookies a few times, and the girls really love them. They actually refused to buy cookies from the corner store after you made them. It would also be a great treat for when they finally trudged back out into the living room.

You stood in the kitchen, a mixing bowl in one hand and a wooden spoon in the other, folding in the flour when you heard the distinct footsteps heading into the room. Rumi, Mira, and Zoey all rounded the corner dressed in their comfy sweats and hoodies. All three of their eyes lit up at the sight of you mixing up their favourite dessert.

“You’re making cookies!” Zoey exclaimed, rushing over to your side and peering into the mixing bowl. “Yesss” Mira grinned, dragging out the s as she appeared on your other side. Rumi placed her head on your shoulder as she took a look into the bowl of batter as well. “Mmmm, looks good,” she sighs contently. “I know you guys are working so hard; I thought you’d need a little sugar.” You smile, turning to look at them. “Or a lot,” Zoey quips mischievously before she reaches her hand sneakily into the bowl. But not before you turn your head and swat at her hand with the spoon.

“Ow!” Zoey exclaims, pulling her hand back with a sheepish grin. “Hands out of my batter,” you say, turning to look all of them in the eye sternly. “I need to have enough to actually make cookies.”

“That was mean,” Zoey pouts, already jutting out her bottom lip. “You try every time Zoey and they stop you every time” Mira smirks. “Yeah, you're not very sneaky, Zo.” Rumi adds, her head still resting on your shoulder. Zoey sticks her tongue out before sighing. “Fine, I'll watch. But! I’m eating the first one,” she chirped, crossing her arms over her chest. “I'm almost done. Just a few more minutes, then they can go in the oven,” you say, turning your attention back to the bowl. The only thing that needed to go in was a little bag of chocolate chips. Mira reaches over to the other side of the counter, pouring a few in her head before passing it to you. “What?” She mumbles with a mouth full of chocolate. “You didn’t say anything about the chocolate chips.” She shrugs, and you shake your head, chuckling under your breath as you pour them in.

You give the batter one final mix, fully incorporating the chocolate. Rumi hums again. “It really does look yummy.” Rumi notes pressing a little kiss to the side of your cheek. “Thank you.” You smile, and she presses another near the back of your ear and another and another, and you start to catch on. “Rumi?” You turn your head to see her “innocent” grin. “What? Can’t I just have a little bite, please?” She pulls out Zoey's pout, giving you yet another kiss on your cheek. “You’re not gonna charm your way to bite Rumi.” You giggle at her exasperated expression. She, however, doesn’t move, settling herself back behind you.

You grab the baking sheets and start to scoop out batter with a tablespoon. The girls still hover around you, watching intently. Mira scoots closer. “Why do you care so much if we do have just a little bite?” She commented, raising an eyebrow. “Because as soon as you guys have a “little bite,” you keep having more and more bites.” You lecture. “Remember the time Zoey ate almost half the bowl and we had to take her to the hospital because we thought she got salmonella?”

“Yeah…” all three of them sigh, shoulders dropping.

“But we defeat demons every day. I can defeat salmonella,” Mira declares, quickly reaching for a scoop for the bowl. But not as quick as your spoon again. “Ow!” Mira scowls as well, and the other girls giggle. “I thought you guys are like super well-trained killers, and you can't even defeat a wooden spoon.” You chuckle as you grab both of the cookie trays, sliding them into the oven. You turn back to see the three of them standing near the counter with varying levels of pouting. “Oh, come on... I'm just teasing. Cookies taste better without the bacteria.”

“I guess that's true,” Rumi agrees as you take your place back with your girls. “They are especially good when they're all warm and gooey,” Mira adds, wrapping her arm around your waist. “You can just entertain us till then.” Zoey smiles, taking her spot on your unattended side. “How’s the writing going?” You ask as the girls spend the rest of the baking time rambling about lyric changes and rhymes. You almost forget about the cookies, but the oven timer goes off and alerts all four of you. They all exclaim as you take out the freshly baked cookies and let them cool on the counter. Zoey reaches for her first cookie just like she declared. She takes a bite, wincing at the hot center you tried to warn her about. It does little to stop her because after she gets down the first one, she eats another.

Mira and Rumi are quick to follow, also ignoring the warnings about the hot melty chocolate. “Oh my gosh… It is soo good. I don’t know how you do it.” Rumi says, closing her eyes as she takes another bite. “You’re right, this is better than cold batter.” Zoey nods along to the compliments. “I'll take it you guys like them then?” You joke, taking a bite of one yourself. “Like them? We love them; also, we might eat half of them.” Mira says, holding her third cookie in her hand. You look around at the three of them as you all burst into laughter at the sight of each of their chocolate-covered faces.

“How could you possibly get it on your neck, Zoey!?” You double over with laughter, grabbing a wet dishcloth and wiping it off. Rumi turns to you and points to her face. “Did I get it off?” and you break down again at the smudge of chocolate on Rumi's chin and lip. “It's like everywhere,” you manage to say through your giggles. “Come here then. Help me get it off…” Rumi grins, taking steps toward you, arms out as she tries to press her messy face against yours. “Get away!” you shriek, running out of the kitchen away from the girls, who aren’t far behind. “Come back, we're just trying to thank you for the cookies, babe!” Mira shouts, her face equally as messy. You round the corner of the couch, but not before Zoey jumps on your back, sending both of you and the others following behind onto the floor.

The room goes silent as all four of you hit the floor, and after a brief moment, you all break down into laughter. After a few minutes filled with giggles, you untangle yourself from the mess of limbs on the carpeted floor. “Do I have chocolate on my face now?” you ask, turning to the girls. “Nope!” Zoey pipes up, leaning forward to press a kiss to your cheek. “There, now you do.” She smiles, and you roll your eyes playfully. “I guess I wasn’t making it out of here without some matching chocolate.” You sigh and help yourself off the floor, and the girls follow suit. “So… should we go have another?” you ask, and their faces light back up again, and they run back into the kitchen to grab yet another cookie. You make your way back as well, smiling fondly as they enjoy the cookies.

“Thank you, baby. Sorry about your face.” Zoey giggles before taking another bite. “Well, I think chocolate looks nice on you,” Mira comments with a grin. “Yeah… I think you should make these every time we have long writing sessions.” Rumi nods. “I’m sure I can manage that, so long as you keep your fingers out of my batter.” You say, pointing a finger at each of them. The girls giggle before Rumi shoots back. “You know we can't promise that baby.”

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Hi… so I’ve been very absent but I’ve got like this urge to write 😅 I don’t know how long that’s gonna last but if anyone wants to requests something for Dina from tlou.. I’d love that. If not I’m sure I’d write something myself. And for Yellowjackets I really wanna right soemthing for either Mari, Melissa, or akilah if anyone else wants to requests something .. again I think I have a few ideas of my own . But yeah I just wanted to put that out because I forgot I had my requests closed for a while.

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It’s so annoying to go onto the Dina Woodward x reader tag and just see that the newest post have nothing to do with her 🫤🫤🫤🫤 like … why are you tagging her in a fanfic that’s about Ellie?

But anyways the tlou show wants to make me write for Dina… so maybe I’ll add the last of us to my list of shows I’d want to write for … I’m so indecisive

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Bruises

Mari Ibarra x reader

An: hello yall it’s been so long since I’ve written for the Yellowjackets. From last weeks episodes I’ve had a few little ideas and I feel my ideas are going to grow as the season progresses. I want to write something for Melissa after a few episodes because I love that anxious lesbian. But anyways I might be opening back up requests after the season is done. I loved writing for Yellowjackets and I’m glad I’m back.

Summary: hurt/ comfort/ fluff. Mari comes back to camp and you help clean her up before they leave to go hunt down coach.

Word count rounded: 1.5k

The sun shines through the layers of newly grown leaves on the trees surrounding you.It has been a few days since Mari went off after her fight with Shauna, and you were starting to freak out a bit. Every morning you would go off by yourself looking for her. Occasionally one of the others would come with you and try to cheer you up, but it wouldn't really work. How could she get lost? She couldn't have gone far. Now all the terrible things brewed inside of you, imagining Mari dead on the ground, alone. It was difficult to sleep at night without her stupid jokes and her somewhat comforting, bitchy attitude. You wouldn't give up on her until you saw her, and then you finally did.

You were sitting in your hut plucking the petals off a flower you found while you were wandering around aimlessly, just hoping to find Mari. Since spring has come, the amount of chores and work has mostly diminished. Your guys' food supply was steady, and the weather was warm enough for the huts to not need doors. Most of your days were spent doing your own thing, and after a while, everyone found their thing. That's when you heard voices from outside and turned just in time to hear Misty yell her name.

“Mari!?” You bolt up and toss aside the petalless flower, running out of the hut to catch her in a hug, almost knocking her off her feet. “Oof!” she exclaims, catching herself and wincing a bit. “Hey,” she smiles, turning to look at you. Your eyes are wide and your jaw slack at the sight of her eyes red and puffy and covered in dirt. “Where were you! I—I thought you were dead!” You exclaim, pulling her back into a hug. Mari hugs back, and when she pulls back, she chuckles a bit. “You really were scared for me, huh?” Mari is already back to her unserious self. You furrow your brows and give her shoulder a slap, careful not to actually hurt her. “Of course I was scared, Mari. What happened?” You say, less loudly than your first time. The rest of the girls join the crowd.

Mari’s face shifts when she sees the concern on your face not disappearing.Her eyes soften into a mostly unknown side of her to most. “I ran off and fell into this hole. I messed up my knee” Mari explains, almost nervous to say. “Oh my god. Are you okay?” You say, gripping her hand and helping her sit down. “Yeah,” Mari says.

“Well, thank your God you're okay! Or, I mean, uh, thank the-the dirt or whatever.”. Misty says, kneeling next to you. You hug her again, pulling her tight into your arm. “I'm so glad you're not dead.” You say almost still out of breath from how hard your heart is pounding. Mari softens into the hug, dropping her shoulders. You pull away, sitting down next to her, when you hear Shauna's gruff voice: “Where were you?”

Mari smiles before joking, “I walked back to civilization so I could fuck your dad.” The girls break out into giggles, and you hide your smile behind your hand.

“She fell in a hole.” You pipe up, rubbing your thumb along Maris's hand, and Taissa finishes it for you: “ And then fucked up her knee”. Mari stutters, “I-I dislocated it,” before she slowly starts to unwrap her fucked-up knee. “Like the girl we played from Manasquan last year.”. She adds on before the wrap falls off, revealing her purple bruised knee. “The kneecap was all the way over here, and I had to push it back in.”. You scrunch your face, furrowing your eyebrows, while the other girls exclaim seeing the dark bruises. “It fucking killed, and the hole was, like, 20 feet deep. I thought I was going to die in there, like Baby Jessica.”. She explains somehow while still cracking a joke. You moved from beside her to kneel next to Misty, inspecting her knee.

“Baby Jessica didn’t die.”. Taissa interjects.

“And that was a well.” Melissa adds

“A well’s a hole.”. Mari shrugs.

Shauna interjects. “If your knee’s so fucked, how’d you get out?” She says in an accusatory tone as she crosses her arms. The air shifts as Mari stiffens, and you can almost see the gears turning in her head. After a pause too long, Mari comes clean: “Coach Scott found me.”. There are gasps and exclamations from the other girls. “What!?” You exclaim, tearing your eyes from her knee to look her in the eyes.

“He’s alive?” “Fuck”

“What happened then?” Shauna continues pushing, raising an eyebrow at her. Mari hesitates again, taking a bit of a pause before she continues: “U-um... After he helped me out of the hole, he tied me up and took me back to this cave he’s been living in.”. Everyone gasps yet again, and Gen cuts in this time, “He took you prisoner!? That's so scary”.

“I mean, yeah, kinda,” Mari says sort of dismissively as she laughs to herself. “Do you know how to find your way back?” Shauna questions stepping closer before she, Natalie, and the others bicker. It gives you time to ask her your own question. You turn to face Mari and take her face in your hands. “Are you okay? Did he hurt you?” you ask, inspecting her face, now noticing her red, irritated eyes. “I'm fine,” Mari pleads, tilting her head almost as if she is trying to pull away but melts into your touch when your thumb brushes along her dirty cheek. “I missed you, idiot.”. You say hugging her again, and she laughs. “I missed you too, dummy.”. Mari teases back, wrapping her arms around you this time. Shauna turns back to her. “Can you find your way back or not?”

“I think so,” Mari says. “Wait a second. Everyone just slow down. Mari’s hurt! She can’t go out and walk all the way back there in her condition.” You stand up, looking at Shauna. “When are we ever going to have this opportunity? We have to go now before he finds another spot to hide.” Shauna argues, stepping closer to you.

Mari grabs your hand, and you turn to look at her. “Hey… it's okay; I can do it.” Mari reassures. “Just let me rewrap her leg. Ten minutes—that's all I need. Then we can go.” You say firmly. Shauna looks at you and sighs, “Fine, ten minutes.”. The girls scatter, going off to get ready. You kneel back in front of Mari’s busted knee and tilt her leg, inspecting it again. “You really did worry me,” you say, not looking up at her as you grab a strip of cloth to wrap her leg. Mari sighs, “I'm sorry… I didn’t want you to worry.”.

“You definitely had me worrying. This whole situation is too much. Coach still alive? Living in a cave and kidnapping you.” You say talking half to yourself and half as an actual question. “Well, I tried to bat. Just saying it does not taste like chicken.” She jokes, and you giggle, impressed with how she's still able to have a sense of humour. “You’re unbelievable.” You say, shaking your head, and she laughs. “Weren’t you all over me earlier saying you missed me?” You roll your eyes playfully. “That was just for the others.” You say, sticking out your tongue at her. She chuckles, “Well, I missed you too.”. Mari admits wincing when you tighten her knee wrap.

“Oh, sorry.” You apologize and sit next to her again, now focusing on her red eyes. “Now what’s the story about your red eyes? Did those bats give you pink eye?” You question pulling a little at the skin under her eyes to see her eye irritation fully. She blinks and clears her throat a little awkwardly. “Well, I maced myself… Well, I tried to mace coach, and I did, and then he maced me.” She admits with a sheepish grin. “You're serious?” You say, taking your hands off her face and pulling back to look at her. “In my defence, I was trying to escape… I've never been kidnapped before.” She shrugs. “That's because they would return you.” You tease, and she smacks your shoulder. “Good to know you're still the asshole I know.” You smile playfully, and she returns it. “Well, someone has to be… It's a full-time job, really”. Mari says with a sense of pride in her voice.

“Does your eye still hurt?”

“It kind of stings every so often, but it got flushed out with water.” She shrugs, and you sigh and stop fussing over her. You settle beside her again, this time laying your head on her shoulder. You expect her to shove you off and call you a perv, but she leans in, resting her head on top of yours. ”Thanks for cleaning me up.”. She whispers in the softest tone you’ve ever heard from her. “No problem, Mar.”. You grin, intertwining your fingers with hers.

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Hey yall… it’s been long since I’ve written stuff for Yellowjackets .😅😅😅😅 Sorry for anyone who left a request like March of last year. But I do have a Yellowjackets fic cooking or brewing 🤔 and it’s a Mari fic! I actually love her this season and she’s hilarious.So I wanna do something nice and fluffy. I should we posting it this week.

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with that in mind if anyone wants to request some things I might be more inclined to write them……👀

Hi everyone.

I know I’ve been kinda not writing lately but I’m done school till January so I have much more time to write…. Hopefully. And now I’m working at 6am to stock so nothing better to do then think up fic ideas. I finished arcane season 2 and I have lots of ideas brimming so hopefully soon I can start with some arcane fics!!!! Yay!! I love all my babies and they deserve to be happy.

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Hi everyone.

I know I’ve been kinda not writing lately but I’m done school till January so I have much more time to write…. Hopefully. And now I’m working at 6am to stock so nothing better to do then think up fic ideas. I finished arcane season 2 and I have lots of ideas brimming so hopefully soon I can start with some arcane fics!!!! Yay!! I love all my babies and they deserve to be happy.