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There are no gentle rebirths.
Every sequence of Beatrice is an absorbing force for Ava and her worries. Time always passes differently in her presence. Slow. Relenting. Even black holes provide comfort, keeping the light safe inside. A lighthouse. Both shelter and warning. Their weight an anchor in an otherwise hostile environment.
And there is something else there—a diffracted similarity to Beatrice. A suggestion that they’re both different from everyone else. Like pieces of the same whole. Two fragments of the same rock, humming with identical resonance.
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Or: This town is full of monsters. But none like them.Bookmarked by perequative
22 Feb 2026
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Rumi is feeling pent up. Mira volunteers herself and Zoey to help.
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- Part 4 of One Night Verses
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26 Jan 2026
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“Just—” Rumi takes a deep breath. “Just act as if I wasn’t here. Explore your relationship the way you would if you were alone. I mean—obviously close the door if you want to get, um, more intimate, but… I—I don’t want to freak out every day thinking I’m a liability to you guys. I don’t want to worry about you not fully living this relationship the way you want just because I’m around. I want you to be free. Is that—Does that make any sense?”
“I… think so?”Bookmarked by perequative
13 Dec 2025
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But the texture of the couch under her sweating palms scratched violently at something that had always been loose in Rumi’s mind. Something in her fingers clung to the ease of hiding next to these two women. Something wanted to howl but was so deeply buried all it could do was bite at its own flesh. Frustration was clawing at the back of the empty hollow feeling. Normally couch time helped. Normally the laughter started to fill her up again. It gave Rumi something to hold onto until she wasn’t drowning.
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Rumi had a process. Something that never failed to make her feel better. The girls were never suppose to know.
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11 Dec 2025
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“I want Mira to knot you.”
The spoon in Mira’s hand slipped and clattered against the porcelain bowl. Beside her, Rumi nearly choked on a mouthful of soggy cereal, coughing as her face turned crimson in less than two seconds.
They both stared at Zoey. Rumi’s wide eyes made her look like a startled owl, her cheeks burning. Mira looked a little more composed, but the request had clearly blindsided her too. Neither of them spoke.
Zoey, still focused on shoveling cereal into her mouth, didn’t notice right away. The words had tumbled out between bites, almost like an afterthought. It wasn’t until she felt the silence stretching around her that she paused, spoon halfway to her lips.
“What?” she asked, blinking at them. “Last time I couldn’t get a good look at it.”
A strangled sound escaped Rumi’s throat, her face somehow managing to grow even redder.
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Zoey has a request and who are Mira/Rumi to deny it?
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08 Dec 2025