Aon_Rarsdani
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- Part 8 of The Black Wolf Capers
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Carmen Sandiego AUs featuring one, Kitu Masai aka The Black Cat/Black Wolf
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Rumi isn’t stupid—she knows her patterns can’t be contagious. That’s not how they work.
She’s started to pull away, keeping her distance. She might not be contagious, but what if there are other adverse effects? Maybe they’ll live shorter lives, or they’ll get sick, or they’ll somehow realise what she is, and then...
Rumi won’t touch them, and they won’t get hurt. They won’t end up sick. Nothing bad will happen to them because of her. Rumi knows that she’d never be able to live with herself if she decided to be selfish, especially not with something like this. Mira and Zoey are both far more important than a few hugs every now and then. It isn’t even like she's ever been that touchy, so she’s sure none of them will even notice. She’ll keep her distance, enough to be safe, not enough to make it obvious, and all three of them will be okay.
And then, whenever they seal the honmoon, Rumi can hug them as much as she’d like, or brush by them without feeling sick, or reach out without her heart pounding.
(or, five times rumi wanted to reach out, and the one time she did)
Bookmarked by Aon_Rarsdani
28 Oct 2025
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an outstretched hand on a frostbitten night by NORsevvy
Fandoms: KPop Demon Hunters (2025)
17 Aug 2025
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“Celine,” Mira says from beside her, her voice quiet, raspy. “Celine. What happened to Rumi?”
The silence grows heavier. Colder, almost. Zoey can feel the air all around them be sucked away, and she suddenly feels like she’s been hit in the gut, like all the oxygen has been pulled right out of her lungs. Celine says nothing for a long moment, her eyes wide and sharp, distant and unfocused. Gone and not gone.
“I don’t know,” Celine says, her words almost sounding like they have a slight echo to them. “She must have done something.”
Zoey looks down at her blood-stained hands, curling her fingers into her palms so hard that she nearly cuts them open. “She did that to herself?” She asks, voice breaking mid-way through her sentence. “No. No, Rumi, she’d-she’d never do that. She wouldn’t.”
“Celine,” Mira whispers, taking a step closer. “What did you do to Rumi?”
(or, celine goes through with rumi's pleas to kill her. zoey and mira show up too late)
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28 Oct 2025
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Zoey is quiet for half a second. “This is all really great information you’re giving me right now, Mir. Like, super compelling and awesome. And—you have to stop calling it your backyard when it’s literally a whole forest. Like, uh, an entire forest? Full-on-forest. Solidly not a backyard.”
“Well, it’s at the back of my house,” Mira says, almost helplessly. “I’m there. I need you to bring a trailer and come to my backyard. Like, the trailers for horses.”
“Dude,” Zoey sighs, but Mira can hear soft rustling noises, followed by the phone very clearly being set down. “Do I get to know why? You always do this to me! I swear to god if it’s a bear, Mira, I’m never going to talk to you again. You know I don’t rehabilitate bears. Do we even have bears here? Did you buy a bear just for me to have to take care of?”
“I wish I did,” Mira decides, bluntly. “That would be easier.”
Zoey makes a noise. “That’s not making me less worried, babe. I’ll be there in twenty.”
“Can you make it ten?”
“No, I cannot make it ten.”
(or, wildlife rehabilitator zoey, weretiger rumi, and mira, who is unfortunately a magnet for these kinds of things)
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- Part 10 of 2025 october song prompts [kpdh]
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28 Oct 2025
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“You could call me hot,” Mira teases, laughing at how Rumi gives another breathy huff. “I’m dying over here, Rumi.”
“Do you—do you seriously need me to tell you that you’re pretty?” Rumi demands. “You know that.”
Mira blinks.
She moves her head, looking down at Rumi now, feeling her heart stutter in her chest. It’s not as if Rumi hasn’t complimented her before, it’s just always been...like, about sparring. Rumi tells her she’s a fast learner every single day, that she’s naturally good at long-ranged weaponry, that she’s adaptable, good at bouncing back, skilled with the wooden staffs they use.
“You think I’m pretty?” Mira asks, wincing as soon as the words come out of her mouth. They sound too desperate on her ears, too pathetic, too—
“Did you not know that?” Rumi asks, looking at her directly now, face screwed up in confusion. “Obviously.”
Mira blinks again.
“You think I’m pretty,” she presses.
“Of course I think you’re pretty, Mira,” Rumi says, softly.
(or, mira and rumi during their trainee days being pathetic as ever for each other)
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- Part 21 of 2025 october song prompts [kpdh]
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28 Oct 2025
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After another beat, Rumi decides to press a little harder, asking, “Um, three minutes, right?”
“Uh-huh,” Mira lazily agrees, tipping her head so it briefly knocks into Rumi’s. “Is it gonna take you three minutes to unload the dishwasher?”
“There are a lot of dishes,” Rumi mutters, grinning at the soft laugh Mira lets out, breath brushing over her ear. “Let me know when three minutes go by. We’ll move after that.”
“You want me to count?” Mira asks, sounding almost amused. “Can you...not count to one-eighty?”
Rumi rolls her eyes, reaching behind her to poke Mira between the ribs. “I want you to do it for me. Can you do that for me?”
Mira goes quiet so quickly it almost feels like whiplash. Rumi swears she can feel the air shift as soon as the words leave her mouth, like a switch has been flipped. Softly, Mira murmurs, “Yeah. Okay.”
(or, rumi finds a surefire way to keep her girlfriend's unenriched herding dog tendencies from spiraling out of control)
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- Part 27 of 2025 october song prompts [kpdh]
Bookmarked by Aon_Rarsdani
28 Oct 2025