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After the idol awards everything has been calm, but one night the honmoon wakes.
Rumi for the first time in a while has her demon parts showing. Late one night she hears Celine’s voice, the one that used to control her, which sends her spiraling.
Mira and Zoey wake to see her having a panic attack.
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19 Jul 2026
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The aftermath is quiet. When their feet touch back down to the Namsan Tower stage and the bright sunlight cast as they formed new honmoon fades away, night reclaiming Seoul, Rumi doesn't hear the thousands upon thousands of fans surrounding them. She doesn't hear much of anything. She doesn't feel much of anything. It's like her world has narrowed to her hands, and Zoey and Mira's hands clasped in them. But even that feels barely there. She's barely there.
They won. Now they have all the time in the world to pick up the pieces. And for Rumi to learn how to live a life that isn't just waiting to die.
UPDATE: it'll take a bit but we are in fact headed towards Polytrix before this fic ends cuz I NEED IT.
Title based on the beautiful song "Waiting to Die" by Harrison Boe
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27 Jun 2026
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Set after the Idol Awards, Rumi is trying—failing—to keep it together. The Honmoon is stronger than ever, Mira and Zoey have finally found happiness in each other, and her girls have accepted her completely. So why does she feel so broken? Why does she feel so utterly alone?
She tells herself she’s happy for them, but every laugh, every touch, makes the ache sharper. Rumi wants what they have, but she’s convinced she’ll never fit, never belong the way they do. So she looks for love in the wrong places—and finds it.
But when it isn’t what she dreamed, when it leaves her bleeding instead of whole, will Mira and Zoey be able to show her that she deserves more? Or will Rumi spiral so far down there’s nothing left to save?
Mind the tags ❤️
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23 Jun 2026
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What if instead of raising Rumi, Celine dropped the six-year-old girl off at the orphanage and never looked back?
Twelve years later, two new hunters have been chosen as they patiently await the discovery of their third member. In the meantime, they have gained enough training to start going on hunts together. Just two weeks into their hunts, the run into a girl with a long, purple braid and a Honmoon weapon of her own, fighting against the same demons as them.
Could she be the third hunter? As they begin to unravel the girl's mysterious past and her dark secret, they inadvertently dig up old, painful memories of the girl's previous and short life before everything changed. Where will they go now, after learning (and relearning) everything that happened before?
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21 Jun 2026
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She liked *them*. Both. Equally. In different ways that bent toward the same unbearable center.
And they were *dating* each other.
The thought struck like a physical blow, knocking her breath out from the inside. Of course they were. Of course they had chosen each other; they fit, they made sense, they were a pair that moved like they’d been in love for years.
Where was Rumi supposed to go with a feeling this big when the space she wanted was already occupied? The shame of it rose hot—too late, too much, too obvious. It curdled into something bitter she didn’t recognize in herself.
“You like Zoey...and Zoey likes *you*.” The words left her tasting ash. “There is no space for me...not like that.”
The sentence trembled in the air between them, thin as glass. And then it shattered. Rumi couldn’t handle it.
“What?” Mira’s alarm was immediate, genuine; she leaned in like proximity could stop a misunderstanding from hardening into a fact. “Rumi that’s no—”
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Or the Coffeeshop/Tattoo Artist/Piercer Au no one asked for.
And of course They Were Roomates
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14 Jun 2026