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“‘Be not afraid. Now is not your time to go.’ That was the first thing you said to me. Sometimes when I feel myself burning alive, when I feel the cold winds of that rooftop again… I hear your words. ‘Be not afraid.’ I think you should take comfort in your own words as well, Rumi.”
For a moment, Rumi’s face was unreadable, eyebrows creasing in thought. Then Rumi’s face scrunched up in what Zoey assumed was embarrassment, lips curling into an exaggerated grimace. She quickly brought her cup to her lips, attempting to hide her expression as pink dusted her cheeks.
“When you say it like that, one-on-one, it sounds corny as hell!”
Teasingly, Zoey gasped in mock horror.
“Rumi! You can’t say hell, you’re an angel!”
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- Part 1 of Guardiantrix
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09 Dec 2025
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It starts with a picture.
An innocent notification that pops up like a bubble on Rumi’s phone. The green icon shimmers with a red bubble that screams like a vibrant little pick-me message as she stares down at her screen. Rumi’s lips begin to curve into a smile, an automatic response as she sees Mira’s contact name sitting at the top.
(Blissfully unaware that this simple picture is what starts a diabolically sinful chain of events leading up to the next few weeks.)
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or, a massive polytrix abo smut fic i've been cooking up since september hehe
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09 Dec 2025
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Rumi is sick.
Rumi is clingy.
Rumi also teleports every time she sneezes.Bookmarked by Takiru21
08 Dec 2025
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When Celine opened her mouth again, when she pointed out another slip in Rumi's form, that was it.
Rumi's face twisted, rage flashing in her eyes. "Enough!"
Rumi swung her sword. The strike came fast and furious, and the sheer force jarred up Celine's arm as she barely managed to catch it. She was shocked, she hadn't expected it.
(Aka what happens when you piss off your half demon kid)
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07 Dec 2025
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"That wasn’t possible. Mi-yeong was gone. Dead and buried for twenty-four years. She couldn’t be standing here, couldn’t be breathing, couldn’t be speaking.
And yet she was.
Her silky black hair was pulled back into an intricate braid, her smile curved up at the edge just as it always had. It looked as if the years hadn’t touched her. But when Celine looked into her eyes there was no warmth, no recognition. There couldn’t be, not when this wasn’t Mi-yeong.
Rumi made a small, choked sound. Somewhere half-way between a gasp and a sob, “Eomma?”
_______________________________________________________A demon takes the form of Mi-yeong and attempts to manipulate Rumi into destroying the honmoon once and for all.
Bookmarked by Takiru21
07 Dec 2025