Nazusuru
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-Twelve Years Ago-
Kneeling beside the body—covered head to toe in blood and bearing claws she’d never shown before—was Rumi, her eyes wide and feral. The once subtle patterns rippled across her skin like gouges through her flesh, deep purple and red. They were spreading, expanding violently. The Hon-moon was in tatters around her.
The girl—the demon—looked up in time to see Celine, before the ground swallowed her whole. Before Gwi-Ma claimed what was his.-Now-
“At least there’s only one this time…? We can just take her out before she gets too-too-big?”
Mira’s face softened, but not in a good way. Her expression reflected back the weight Zoey still felt deep in her bones after the week they’d had.
“Zoey,” she said, gentle as anything. It was scary. Not in the usual Mira-scary way her fans loved. It was scary like a boulder crumbling. Like an avalanche.
“Read the bottom.”
And so she did.Ryu Rumi
The lost princess of Kpop finally returns with her debut single: “Sunbeam.”-OR-
What if Gwi-Ma found out about Rumi earlier?
What if Mira and Zoey never knew the Hon-moon’s third chosen?
What if the Saja Boys were only the first wave?
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23 Sep 2025
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Zoey and Mira are at the end of their rope waiting for Celine to finally track down this third and final member of their hunting trio before they can make their debuts as idols and start to actually be effective against the forces of evil in their world. They decide to blow off some steam at a club in the city but run into trouble when they come toe to toe with a demon unlike any they'd faced before.
She's strong and clearly very powerful, but when they draw their weapons, she does something no other demon has when faced with the opportunity to try and take down the legendary demon hunters.
She runs away.
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15 Sep 2025
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“Hey, babe. Been looking everywhere for you.”
The voice was low, honeyed, warm in all the right places. It fell over Rumi in a way the man’s voice hadn’t, settling into her bones and gnawing faintly, already leaving impressions on her marrow.
And yet another touch, this one lighter, a palm splayed across the small of her back, a second body pressing into hers from behind.
“Yeah, we thought we lost you for a sec there.” This voice, a little higher, but no less deadly.
Not one, but two strangers.
“Can’t you see you’re interrupting something?” the guy snapped at them.
“Can’t you see,” the first voice mocked, “she’s not yours?”
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Two women step in when a guy gets pushy with Rumi at a bar. What happens after is meant to be a one-night stand, nothing more.
But rarely do things turn out exactly the way they're meant to.
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13 Sep 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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12 Sep 2025
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I want to die like a citrus tree (but that's not a milkweed's fate) by ILovedHerAndSometimesSheLovedMeToo
Fandoms: KPop Demon Hunters (2025)
17 Oct 2025
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Mira and Zoey don’t know this yet (they will, one day soon, they will), but Rumi died for the first time the Monday after her eleventh birthday.
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Rumi inhaled, the rush of air filling her lungs, inflating that tiny balloon called hope trapped behind her ribs.
“I love you, Celine.”
The words tumbled out of her gracelessly, but so so sweetly. She waited, and all the while, that little balloon grew and grew, the plastic skin of it stretching and thinning with every second before—
“You too,” Celine said back.
‘Pop.’
“Celine,” Rumi tried again, voice shaking as tears she didn’t even know she still had left to shed began to drip down her left cheek. “Celine, I said I love you.”
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If demons (even half-demons) could kill themselves, there probably wouldn't be many left. Rumi doesn't know this, yet. She learns.
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09 Sep 2025