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changed for worse maybe for better (but i love changing together) by ev09
Fandom KPop Demon Hunters (2025)
23 Mar 2026
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Rumi touched her fingers to her ribs. She could feel the heat radiating from her skin, even through her clothes. A distant, miserable part of her said, this is going to hurt.
She pushed her fingers down.
The rib shifted.
The thing about telling one very big lie is that it requires a foundation of hundreds of smaller lies to hold it up, lies such as "I'm fine," and "nothing's broken," and "it doesn't hurt."
Rumi finds this out the hard way.
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(“This will sting,” Mira warned, tipping the brown bottle to a fresh pad.
The antiseptic hit, and Rumi’s body jolted upright from the fiery sting, a sharp hiss cut the space, as Rumi breathed in through gritted teeth.
“Ah…fuck..! ow…” Her head knocked the wall lightly. “Hot.”
“I know.” Mira braced her wrist gently. “It’s the worst part. You’re doing well.”)
There was an off-campus warehouse party. Glitter in the cups, bass like a heartbeat, everybody swaying in time; then the city woke up wrong.
“Please stand by,” said the TV, and then it never stood again.
Outside, something knocks back; three taps, long pause, then a fourth tap that asks a question. There is a listening stillness where breath should be.
This isn’t your average Zombie Story.
It’s three girls deciding how to keep each other soft without getting killed, how to be brave without being loud, and what to do when the world starts moving like a puppet on a string.
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Mira destroyed them, that night, but somehow she still gets to keep them.
She shouldn’t get to wake up to breakfast steaming and ready in a bowl for her. She shouldn’t get to fall asleep in the safety of their arms, tangle in their limbs on the couch, or tuck stray hairs behind the shell of an ear, lingering over the miracle of a simple touch.
The guilt of the crime itself is outweighed by the guilt of such an unbefitting punishment.
Mira destroyed them that night. She should not still get to keep them.
Or:
The purpose for the entire visit slips off of her tongue like a prayer, reverent and pious.
“I never thanked you,” Mira says. “For the night of the Idol Awards.”
Celine stiffens.
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She pushes her glasses back up her nose, eyes never moving from the spot on Rumi’s shoulder. Hm. They are, in fact, still there.
“Zoey,” Mira calls, keeping her voice low, not wanting to alert Rumi, because, quite frankly, she needs to talk to anyone else who isn't the source of the problem right now.
Zoey, thankfully, picks up on the tone in her voice, easily making her way over from across the compound, giving Mira a look. Mira just gestures for Zoey to get closer to her, and once Zoey is shoulder-to-shoulder with her, Mira gestures over toward Rumi.
There’s a pause.
“Huh,” Zoey decides, frowning. “That’s...” she trails off, waving a hand as she tilts her head to the side. “Different.”
“Something like that,” Mira agrees, crossing her arms over her chest. “Rumi has patterns.”
Zoey makes a noise. “Yeah. I guess so, huh?”
(or, mira and zoey discover rumi's patterns early and make it their life goal to...help)
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- Part 18 of 2025 october song prompts [kpdh]
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After a rabies exposure, the virus must travel to the brain before it can cause symptoms. Therefore, the incubation period may last for weeks to months depending on several factors such as location of the exposure site (in relation to the brain) and age; in extremely rare cases it could be dormant for years.
Rumi thinks about this one frequently, lying in bed at night; the idea that you could be wasting away at any moment in your life. A poison in your veins with you none the wiser– like a ticking bomb just waiting to go off.
You would need to get bit or scratched first, of course, and if you took the right precautions you would likely never know. And Rumi has never been bitten anyway. She’s fine.
Absently, she scratches at her shoulder– skin tight.also known affectionately as the “rabies rumi” fic. i promise she doesn’t actually get rabies.
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Mira twists back around to look ahead of herself, tapping her fingers against the wheel as she forces back another smile. “No. Anyway, if you need a date, I’ll do it. I can take you back down, though,” she adds, turning back to look at Zoey over her shoulder.
Zoey actually gapes at her, shaking her head rapidly. “Uh, no, absolutely not. I’m already in the car. I’m, like, painfully alone this Christmas. I can also be your date! The more the merrier, right? And what better time to be merry? It’s literally the season for it.”
Rumi looks genuinely horrified. “No! No. No, it’s fine. Please just drive back to the diner, I’m—”
“Are we all dating?” Mira asks. “Or is she, like, just dating both of us separately?”
Zoey clicks her tongue. She almost sounds casual when she says, “No, we’re totally all dating.”
“Cool,” Mira says, nodding. “Can you put in the address?”
Rumi stares at her, eyes somehow getting bigger. She looks so terribly miserable, as if she would rather be anywhere else right now, which is funnier to Mira than she thinks it probably should be. “You can’t be serious.”
(or, the world's worst holiday fake dating au)
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what if the way you hold me is actually what's holy? by FlyingFleshEater
Fandoms: KPop Demon Hunters (2025)
17 Nov 2025
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The morning sun slanting over Rumi's eyes is what wakes her. She has her face turned to the window, cheek smushed flat on the mattress and she can feel the wet cling of drool under her chin. She's warm and cozy otherwise, the blanket is up to her nose, and all she needs to do to get away from the pesky sun is duck her head a little more. So, she does.
And immediately recoils in surprise when her nose hits something hard. And soft. Something hard covered in something soft. The top of Zoey's head. Rumi rubs at her nose in sleepy confusion for a second.
Zoey's in bed with her.
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Waking up together, three waysSeries
- Part 5 of leave what's heavy behind
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“Deep breaths.” Mira said, voice strained but making a solid attempt at soothing.
She was afraid to look up and see them, so instead she looked at the patterns on her hands. Her lungs filled and refilled with air that burned going down. She flexed a hand, digging the sharp points of her claws into her palm experimentally. This was new.
Her fingers were pried back firmly and insistently before she could break the skin.
What if that conversation under the stage had gone slightly differently?
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Rumi hadn’t meant to cause such a scene. She just wasn’t thinking straight.
Celine had told her Zoey and Mira would kill her if they found out what she was, and Rumi had come to the conclusion that she was probably right.
Her plan, as tenuous a description as that word was, was to cut the patterns out. If she could cut out the parts of her that made her dangerous, that made her less than human, that made her so unloveable, maybe she’d stop feeling so fucking guilty every time Mira or Zoey opened up to her.
They loved each other from the start, but it just wasn't that simple.
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- Part 4 of Putting polytrix in the blender
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you don't have to sing it nice, but honey, sing it strong by Yannie
Fandoms: KPop Demon Hunters (2025)
10 Sep 2025
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Rumi’s tone is even when she says “Mira, you need to tell us what happened.”
Mira pushes herself back to her feet and takes a step towards her. Rumi doesn’t flinch. She wishes she’d flinch. Mira knows she’s a wildfire. She’ll always leave ashes in her wake, even if she doesn’t want to. It’s just her nature.
So that’s why she bites back with “Oh, fuck off! Like you’ve ever talked to us!” and as soon as it’s out of her mouth she feels like she’s going to be sick.
Sometimes the worst part about being angry is learning that people still love you afterwards.
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- Part 2 of Putting polytrix in the blender
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Zoey doesn’t know how long she stands there in the middle of her room, gawking at the notification flashing at her screen.
Well, notifications, plural. They’re back to back on her home screen, right under all her social media notifications of people showering her with likes for today’s breakfast.
Ryu Rumi sent you $250.00
“For lunch! Let me know if you need more xo”Kang Mira sent you $501.00
“lmk if she sent more than 500, I can double it lol”Zoey loudly declares, “What the HELL?”
Or, broke college student Zoey goes viral for her revolting college meals—and rich girls Rumi and Mira find a little pity (among other things) in their hearts for her.
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- Part 1 of candyfloss
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“Don’t you get it? We broke her! We tore apart the bond that tied our souls with her!"
Mira flinched under the intensity of Zoey’s gaze, guilt pooling in her stomach, "We thought we were protecting ourselves..."
Zoey's hands shook as she ran them through her hair.
“P- protecting ourselves?" She huffed out a laugh, "Baby, have you seen her? Look at what we did! She's alone and it's because of us!"
A heavy silence fell. Zoey's voice dropped, raw and trembling.
"I- I can't... I haven’t felt her in so long, Mir. Neither have you. And it’s been like that for weeks. Weeks. Or have you just gotten used to her not being there anymore?"
Mira froze.
“Zoey… Jagiya, I-” Her voice cracked, small and desperate.
She was interrupted, tears spilling freely from Zoey’s eyes, words scrambling together in hiccups.
“I don’t know how to fix it because you two always end up fighting each other and leaving me alone… and that emptiness just keeps getting more obvious.”
(OR - a post-canon story of the 3 month hiatus with HUNTR/X, taking a realistic approach on how rumi's secret unveiled by jinu affected the trio after gwi-ma's defeat.)
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Training the next generation of hunters by herself wasn’t supposed to be easy—she had no delusions about that. The day she’d been left alone with a child to raise and centuries worth of legacy on her shoulders brought with it a startling clarity. She was responsible for shaping the warriors fated to seal the Honmoon—solely and indubitably—and she had no intention of neglecting that duty.
What she did neglect, however, was to consider a few… puberty related complications.
If they would all just—stop touching each other, this would go a lot smoother.
or: Celine realizes too late that she may be in over her head.
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From the moment Rumi was born, Celine moulded her to be King of Great Joseon. Rumi was smart, athletic, and capable, nearly perfect except for one glaring deficiency—Rumi was a girl. Celine hid this secret from everyone, raising Rumi as a boy and fooling the entire kingdom into believing that their king was a man. Rumi accepted this lie, knowing that revealing her secret would cost both her and Celine their lives.
While the kingdom generally accepted their king’s more feminine facial features, the lack of a queen was something that simply could not be tolerated. At the late age of twenty-five, their king needed to be married and producing heirs and both Celine and Rumi knew that they would have to acquiesce to their courtiers' demands or face civil unrest.
Luckily, Celine has the perfect candidate in mind.
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“Celine gave me that recipe,” Rumi mutters quietly, looking down into her mug and cradling it close. “When I was a lot younger.”
Mira and Zoey both turn around.
“It’s my favorite.” Rumi smiles wryly. “Or was. I haven’t had it in a while.”
“I bet it’s going to taste so good,” Zoey giggles, disentangling herself from Mira to step closer towards Rumi. Zoey takes her mug and sets it on the countertop, Rumi’s arms inevitably find their way around Zoey’s waist. She leans up to kiss Rumi—soft, firm. Grounding.
Just what she needed, because Mira presses ever onwards. “Have you two spoken lately?”
“Not at all,” Rumi admits. “We haven’t—I haven’t—”
She hasn’t figured it out yet. It’s all so nebulous and confusing, the gargantuan complexity of how Celine makes her feel. Or, how Celine feels about her. The bridge between them feels frail and tenuous—if it’s even still there at all—and crossing it feels scary. Terrifying.
And yet,
“I missed her today.”
[OR: Rumi cooks an old recipe for Zoey & Mira, and realizes something very important along the way.]
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- Part 4 of Polytrix Fluff
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"Derpy," Mira's voice is firm and tired. "Get down from the counter."
He looks at Mira, stops what he's doing, and then proceeds to actually get down from the counter. They all freeze.
"Mira." Rumi blinks. "Mira, he never listens to any of us."
Zoey's standing in the back with her hands in her hair going: "Whoa! Holy shit! It's you! You're the spirit-demon-tiger whisperer! You're our only hope! Maybe he'll finally stop stealing my food!"
OR: Rumi brings a giant tiger home. Unfortunately, he only listens to Mira.
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- Part 2 of Polytrix Fluff
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"Oh we're live!" Zoey's eyes flick up to the camera, her smile widening and both hands coming up to wave vigorously.
The chat explodes in greetings.
Rumi remains close to the camera, her brows furrowed together. "How do you know we're live?"
Zoey gestures at something off screen, "Because I hit that," and then she points over to something in the corner that makes Rumi visibly balk. "And because everyone is saying hi."
Rumi blinks slowly, "That's moving very fast."
Zoey lets out a laugh that is equal parts fond as it is amused. She reaches across Rumi for the mouse, faint clicking audible before she's addressing the chat. "Guys, baby's first stream! How do we feel?"
Or, Five times polytrix is almost outed on Rumi's stream and the slow descent into total freedom
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"So," The store clerk starts, raking her gaze over Zoey like she's trying to put together a puzzle but is convinced that half of the pieces she has are wrong. "a farmer… huh?"
"Wha- I- guh- dnt- I can farm!" Zoey splutters, defensive.
The pink-haired woman just arches an infuriatingly perfect brow, a smirk starting to pull at one side of her mouth.
"Right. Because all farmers know that when the growing season starts the first thing they need to buy is three twelve packs of Monster."
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It watches from the treeline, eyes glinting a primal, warning tone. It hasn't moved, not since Zoey spotted it, but Zoey gets the feeling thats intentional. Like it's daring her, waiting for her to make a decision and strike.
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A Stardew Valley AU, but not quite in the way you think
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A delicate and flowering thing—like faith, like hope and trust—that blooms for a time, in warmth and sunlight, in the easy joys of summer.
Yet nothing lasts forever. In time, like faith, it fades. Nothing lasts forever; pushed to its limit, it dies. But nothing lasts forever—and winters end. The grey and cold are not eternal. Even withered stalks, if tended, may yet have strong roots.
In time—like trust, like hope—it blooms again.
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