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In a world where you only see colour when you meet your soulmate, Rumi lost hers — and her world fell back to black and white.
A year later, she sees blue again in the window of a florist’s shop, and with it, two women who might change everything she thought she knew about love, grief, and soulmates. -
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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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Rumi loses her voice at the Idol Awards and HUNTR/X has to take a break. They hang out and hug and stuff.
Basically an excuse to write nonverbal touch-starved Rumi.
(WARNING: Ch 8 is a scene of *attempted* dub-con/non-con due to uncontrolled demon behavior. Everyone ends up okay, this is not meant to be a dark fic.)
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Rumi knows that she isn't supposed to be here, and she needs to fix that.
But she can't help but selfishly want to enjoy these girls that she stole from someone better than her.
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Omegaverse polytrix where the assumption Celine makes is that once the Golden Honmoon is established, Rumi is going to be sent away with the rest of the demons and lose her human half, rather than loose her patterns.
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Rumi has always kept her half-demon side locked down, hidden under layers of sarcasm, long sleeves, and a smile that never quite reaches her eyes. But after an accident with her powers leaves someone she loves bleeding, everything she’s tried to bury erupts to the surface. She runs. Because maybe monsters don’t get to be loved.
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They’re all so horny for each other