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You ever read Priory of The Orange Tree and thought, damn I wish there were less dragons and more men being awful? No? Yea me either, but I wrote exactly that anyways. There are more cannon lesbians though and that’s all that matters. This fic includes: loss of parents, loss of children, graphic depictions of war and violence, non-graphic but frequent depictions of death and dead bodies, heavy angst, very little fluff. Please do not read if any of this is detrimental to you or your mental health. Stay happy, stay safe, good luck.
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through the phone i think that we're in love by moonviolets
Fandoms: KPop Demon Hunters (2025)
28 May 2026
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Rose unmuted the audio, clearing her throat loudly. “Hello everyone,” she greeted. Zoey was sure she could hear nerves in the woman’s voice. “We’re doing something that’s, uh, a little different today. My girlfriend will be joining me. And so help me god, if any of you little bitches says anything out of pocket to her, I will ban you. And maybe track you down in real life. So watch it.”
The other person walked into the frame and Zoey froze. No fucking way. She rubbed her eyes, sure she was seeing things. The woman was wearing regular clothes, a loose pair of sweatpants and a tight long-sleeved top, nothing identifiable, but Zoey knew her. Zoey had spent hours tracing her eyes over the lines of the plum blossom tattoos she could just barely see peeking out from the woman’s sleeve. She had daydreamed about those big hands and that melodic voice.
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Zoey's a broke, stressed out student in her last year of undergrad, kept afloat mostly by her favorite camgirl, Rose, and her TA/crush/friend, Rumi. She has no idea that the two are much closer than she would have ever expected.
(Mira is not called Rose for much time at all if people find that offputting, basically just for one scene!)
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05 Jul 2026
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Grabbing her phone from an unopened box next to the bed, her fingers touched the note she'd left right there as well. Just then she could hear a soft laugh, and, with wide eyes, looked around, startled and pulse spiking in surprise.
“What the-”
Another laugh, this time louder, full-bellied, something she'd heard earlier in the day.
Zoey.
Right.
Their bedrooms shared a wall. A thin wall apparently. Maybe it was a sign to make use of the phone number she had in arm's reach.
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Alpha Rumi is new to the big city, a little bit oblivious, a little bit down bad pathetic, and also a virgin - good thing Omega Zoey is there to handle all that.
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07 Apr 2026
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The client hadn’t really requested anything at all; their emails had been almost overly polite, if not jarringly formal, and had selected only the most vanilla options on the questionnaire she provided. Certainly a far cry from the standard practices of her usual clientele, but this one had paid upfront and picked this expensive hotel, and Mira’s fees are dear enough on their own that she had been coloured intrigued.
Mira takes a left down the hallway after leaving the elevator and finds herself at the door to the room. She doesn’t steel herself—doesn’t need to. She can handle anything. Has handled most things. Mira swipes the keycard and lets herself in.
The person sitting on the bed is probably the last thing she expects.
In which Mira is a professional, Rumi is socially inept, and Zoey is also there. Let's hope nobody catches feelings.
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Rumi’s dream school in Seoul? Check. A last-minute off-campus apartment with two ridiculously attractive roommates? Also check.
Too bad one of them has a girlfriend.
Even worse? They’re both kind of obsessed with her.- Language:
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09 Oct 2025
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Rumi grits her teeth and pulls her hand out of her pajama shorts, another bolt of pleasure following it; she feels raw, as if she’s been grinding against her own hand for hours in her sleep, which is entirely possible. Her fingers are pruny. Her hand is soaked to the wrist. The shorts make an obscene wet sound, sticking to her clammy skin.
“Are you serious,” Rumi groans. Silence answers her, because she’s alone in her bedroom, because neither Mira or Zoey are sprawled out either side of her like usual.
Rumi’s going into heat, and neither of her alphas are even in Seoul.
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14 Aug 2025