InFuryBorn
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There was the sound of the door shutting. A few footsteps.
“She’s not here?” the voice asked.
Zoey dropped her voice lower, almost conspiratorial. “No. She went out—probably won’t be back for, like… fifteen, twenty minutes.”
A beat of silence. Then a quiet chuckle. “Good. Then I can steal you for a while.”
There was a nervous little hiccup of laughter from Zoey. “Wait—don’t get too close, I’m still live—”
“I’ll stay out of frame,” the voice promised, tone coaxing.
The sound of a hand brushing fabric, then a soft shuffle—the mic catching the rustle as Zoey was pulled slightly sideways. A faint smack of lips meeting. Quick. Too quick to be mistaken.
Chat slowed to a crawl.
[ewhfjdjw;]: ???????
[rumi4lifer]: wait…
[sealoverfour45]: SHE DIDNT MUTE THE MIC OMG
[wispawaymo]: that… that’s not Rumi’s voice???
[qeusopullsafree]: YO WTFFFF
[hollowjars]: no way no way no way
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Zoey forgets to mute and her fans think she's cheating on Rumi but in reality she has another girlfriend (Mira) that they don't know about because she private.
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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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spring figs, sunburns, and facetime calls by starsp1t
Fandoms: KPop Demon Hunters (2025)
11 Apr 2026
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Jinu sighs. He sounds genuinely apologetic. "Look, I'm sorry but I really need to do this. If I could reschedule I would, you know I would, but I can't miss this and I promise I can explain why soon."
Rumi runs a hand through her hair, her mind already running a mile a minute. "Alright, I believe you. It's just, this is such short notice and there's not anyone else we trust enough to–"
"Well about that," Jinu cuts her off before she can spiral, "I know someone who'd be willing to help. My friend owes me a favor and she's on break right now so she can't pretend to be busy with school to get out of it."
Mira and Rumi share a look.
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Rumi and Mira are going on vacation and need someone to watch their cats while they're gone.
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Rumi knew she’d been standing on the sidewalk staring at the doorway long enough for it to be creepy, but she couldn’t help it.
It wasn’t that the doorway in question was itself daunting or anything; it was just a typical glass door, for a business that sat tucked away on a side street on the outskirts of Seoul. It was even sitting on the sunny side of the street as the day gently rolled over from morning to noontime, making the small chalkboard ‘welcome’ sign hanging inside it gleam all the brighter.
No, the part that was giving Rumi pause was what laid beyond the door. And the potential it had to change...everything.
Was she ready? Really ready?
...No.
Not really.
But she was also sick and tired of not being ready, so whatever she was now would just have to do.
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Rumi walks into a tattoo parlor in Seoul wanting to cover up the scars she gave to herself and reclaim a bit of her life.
She winds up getting a lot more than she bargained for when she meets the two attractive women who run the place and decided they want a piece of her life as well. -
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She would break it off. She would do what Celine wanted in shape, if not in spirit.
Before that, she’d make sure Zoey and Mira had somewhere to go that wasn’t a strip of concrete behind a laundromat.
Somewhere they could live as humans, not ghosts on a sidewalk.
They could curse her, file her away as one more strange chapter in a long, ugly story she’d only ever be a small part of.
But they’d be warm. Fed. Off the streets for good.
They’d forget her in time.She’d remember them always.
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The Homeless AU no one asked for. Featuring obsessive Rumi and two homeless girls who she might need more than they ever needed her.
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