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Rumi still struggles with her hate towards her patters but Zoey and Mira are quick to shut down her negative thoughts.
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"You're so beautiful." Zoey whispers, the compliment sinks into every fiber of Rumi's being. It's a warm fuzzy feeling at first and then it turns sour. Rumi's eyes scatter away as she tries to redirect the thoughts that tell her she is anything but beautiful. She could never be beautiful with the patterns that scar her skin."I'm not." Falls from her lips before she can stop it. Without missing a beat Zoey cups each side of Rumi's face urging her to look at her. Rumi keeps her gaze averted, too embarrassed to look at her partner.
"You are." Zoey means every syllable as her thumbs stroke Rumi's cheek.
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25 Apr 2026
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Zoey has never talked much about her family.
Not because she doesn’t love them. Not because they’re complicated. Not because there’s anything to hide.
Exactly the opposite.
Every year, Zoey disappears for a weekend family gathering near Seoul, her parents flying in from Burbank, her grandparents already in the kitchen, her aunt and uncle hosting, her nieces and nephew waiting at the door. It’s loud, affectionate, ordinary in all the ways Rumi and Mira never got to have.
This year, they come with her.
Zoey thought she was protecting them by keeping that part of her life quiet. Instead, Rumi and Mira step into a house full of warmth, stories, children, and unconditional love and realize just how much of herself Zoey has been making smaller for their sake.
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24 Apr 2026
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Rumi had been about to put her phone on the nightstand and turn in for the night when she heard talking outside her door, knowing it could only be Mira or Zoey, she shook her head gently, a small smile gracing her face. She rose from her rather cozy spot under her covers, stretching a little before she strode over to open the door, stopping right in front of it, hoping to maybe get an idea of what the other two girls were talking about;
Or, Mira and Zoey show up at Rumi's door as she's about to go to bed, I wonder what they could want?
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02 Apr 2026
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The bright august sun feels like yellow by sheriffcupcaitx
Fandoms: KPop Demon Hunters (2025)
31 Jan 2026
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Zoey loves mornings like this, a beam of late morning light shining through a gap in the curtains, she watches in peaceful silence, the beam of light draped over her girlfriends like a warm blanket. She lays there for a few more moments watching the slow rise and fall of Rumi's chest, not wanting to wake the girl—Rumi is a light sleeper— before stretching as subtly as she possibly can to reach for her phone. She loves documenting their relationship, even if half of the internet is blind and somehow still can't see what they have admittedly left unspoken.
probably as fluffy as you'll ever see me write! A cute little snippet of our girls at their most relaxed. Basically, when will it be my turn?
the title is probably temporary...probably.Bookmarked by Sly91
31 Mar 2026
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The bedroom smells faintly like vanilla body spray and the burnt-sweet scent of the curling iron Stacie left plugged in too long.
Late afternoon light filters through the thin blinds, cutting the room into pale gold stripes that fall across Chloe’s bare shoulders. The air is warm—the radiator always runs a little too hot in this part of the building—and Chloe can feel a bead of sweat forming at the base of her neck despite the fact that she’s barely wearing anything.
She shifts her weight on the rug.
“Stop moving,” Stacie says from behind her phone. “You look like a nervous flamingo.”
“I’m not a flamingo,” Chloe protests, though her voice comes out softer than she intends.
“Then stop doing the flamingo leg thing.”
Chloe glances down. Sure enough, one knee has bent inward slightly, her toes curling against the carpet like she’s trying to make herself smaller. She exhales slowly and forces her foot flat again. The carpet scratches against her bare skin. The room suddenly feels very, very exposed.
Stacie lowers the phone a little and tilts her head. “Okay, serious question,” she says. “Why are you acting like I just asked you to commit tax fraud?”
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13 Mar 2026