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rumi was my summertime fun muse and i fear the exhaustion has hit me as i try to juggle full-time work and thesis drafting with this hobby this summer </3 rumi is being moved to my multi for the time being, i'll likely make a return when the second movie drops hehe

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still thinking about these and how they are canon (to me) to their fashion and various comeback looks

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gotta write up rumi’s relationship with celine and her entrance into the idol industry and how it’s impacted her

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CHUNGHA Sparkling ending fairy / 220724

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while purple is rumi's signature color and her hairstyle will always be recognizable with the braids, she does change it up for different comebacks and will sometimes stick with black hair more often than not

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quick and messy collage for rumi's summertime fun fits <3

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huntrix’s primary colors are purple, pink, and blue and it shows as “iridescent” across their brand, makeup, and even the new honmoon they create at the end of the movie

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everyone makes jokes about rumi during hot weather like it’s impossible for her to cover up without it being suspicious like some people do just wear long sleeves all year round …….. yall know that right …….. rumi wears loose fabric or light material that’s breathable and cute and comfy <3 and if she’s going swimming or anything water-themed, she’ll wear custom-made long sleeve surf-suits

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they're hot and I'm angry about it

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someone drew jinumi w chungha and eunwoo i won

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HUNTR/X FIRST MINI ALBUM --- PHYSICAL LIMITED VER.

@honmoon / @hongeom

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the energy and aura jihyo radiates when performing is very rumi-coded and im a little insane

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the fact that they cut this from the movie is foul and i was robbed

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gayo daejeon, 191225.

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⟡ sugar cookies finally set in the oven, she couldn't wait until their entire dorm was filled with the scent of baked sweetness. rumi liked winter, where the weather had gotten so cold she had no choice but to layer up, to bundle close, to watch as the cities strung up lights against the dark. nothing about it was convenient for their jobs, both as idols or hunters, and especially less-so as the snowfall made a presence. they still had so many award shows to prepare for. but quiet evenings where nothing was on the books was enough. the lights were dimmed, most of the luminescence coming from the cityscape outside. she wrapped the fluffy robe around her frame, nearing zoey to better inspect the artwork that was disappearing with every passing minute. “ can you breathe enough to draw a bigger picture ? like ... ” trailed off in thought, pointer tapping at her chin. “ a giant turtle ? ” she raised her hands over the empty, untouched space of the window, hinting at a space as large as the span of her arms. “ or is this more of a team effort ? ”

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CHUNGHA Sparkling fancam / 220723

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none of this was planned, not entirely. she was at the hotel for unrelated reasons, caught a glimpse of that familiar head of pink, and now found herself staring down at him as he flaunted around the pool. in broad daylight. granted, nobody else would see the problem with this — lounging about was no problem. and it didn't help that the staff had closed it off to the public for the day for obvious reasons of idol presence. the honmoon strung out in the near distance, humming, but it had weakened where he had situated himself. its power was weakest here. her fingers itched to summon her saingeom, eager to slay him where he was, but it felt too easy. and too public. the feeling of water hitting her skin was unpleasant, even more so as she watched it land over her boots, and began dripping down to where her socks would be. “ aren't you archaic ? ” brows knitted together as she kicked her foot in his direction, some poor attempt of scuffing the droplets back in his direction. “ if i'm a witch, you should be a little more concerned about me casting spells on you. ” she wished she could. her training had glossed over the basics of shamanism. “ could have you turned into a bug i can squash. not that i couldn't squash you right now. ”

his invitation was enticing. she wanted answers more than anything, and she had dared to think about the possibility of him knowing how to get rid of her patterns — not that she would believe a single word of his over celine's, but her curiosity and desperation had grown insatiable. it wasn't an impossible ask, either. her surf-suit had rendered her safe from any water tricks, but the last thing she wanted was to willingly put herself in his space. with those bubbles. she couldn't help the grimace washing over her features as she studied his physique and just now nauseatingly confident he was about it. the nickname nearly had her spiraling. no stranger to it, but very much so despising it from his mouth. “ bold request when you've just suggested i should drown. ” gaze narrowing, yet she found herself unzipping her boots, the sound slow and taunting as though she needed to convince herself she really was buying into such a stupid move. if he had anything planned, she would be there, anyways. better to have eyes on one of them than not at all. she should have told the girls to watch for the others. but there was a selfishness to her decision. “ where are your friends ? did they leave you out of a group hang ? ” bare feet now planted over hot cement, she took a step closer to the edge. “ you know, if this is a trap ... there's no way you'd be getting out of it, either. ”

why are you splashing water on me?

❛ hmmm ... doesn't water melt witches? ❜ the splashing momentarily stops, reflection crosses his wincing features as if he's actually giving it true thought. his fingers drum along the outside of the pool, nails racking against the stone, a concording sound melodic when it shouldn't be. the demon hesitates, eyes flicker towards where she stands ( outside, barely wet, staring down at him ) before quickly running an open palm alongside the surface of the water, a minute tidal wave coming her way. it does nothing but splash loudly at her feet, the look of disappointment flutters against the smirk on his lips, the rise of his brow. he stares, openly, from the tops of the boots she wears raking all the way up until they meet almond eyes. ❛ aw, it didn't work. maybe you gotta drown. ❜

she's still here, and he's not planning on leaving until the moon hits its highest peak. the sun setting in the distant background of the city will leave behind a soul-eating night soon, and he's betting on being a good enough distraction to the huntress. he's now a vulnerable prey, relaxing in a hot tub, bubbles and all. she won't be able to resist. hopefully. ❛ c'mon princess. join me. i know you have some questions. so - sit, relax. i'll let you ask a few, maybe even answer some. that sounds like a great idea actually, we should be friends. hang. ❜ he sinks lower, legs outstretched and ankles crossed, his arms, biceps flexed of course, cross behind his head. there's a flash of something in his eyes, too fast for her to catch. ❛ unless you will melt away from the water. witches ... ❜