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Rumi often found comfort in Celine's arms. She always had.
Something about being fully embraced, hearing the steady heartbeat of her maternal figure, made everything okay. No matter what problem she had, Celine's arms were the solution.
OR Five times Rumi sought comfort in Celine's arms and one time she didn't (plus one more time she did cause I didn't want to end this on a sad note).
Bookmarked by OakTree04
28 Jun 2026
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Returning her eyes to the road, Rumi swallowed and asked, "I… I thought you were on suppressants?"
Mira grumbled, "Do you really think I'd spend forty-eight hours in close proximity to you anywhere near my usual heat if I wasn't?"
Pink flashed across Rumi's face, "Okay??"
She could survive another 9 hours in a car with Mira on the edge of heat, right? Rumi could control herself. Mira needed that. Nine hours to home. They could make it.
Or, Mira unexpectedly goes into heat in the middle of a road trip.
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- Part 62 of Polytrix Timelines
Bookmarked by OakTree04
27 Jun 2026
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“I don’t think you touching it would, like, kill me. Probably?”
“Probably,” Mira repeats, entirely unimpressed. “What if we didn’t try potentially life threatening activities at 7PM on a Tuesday evening, instead?”
“Okay, but like. Have you ever read Undertale fanfiction?” Both Rumi and Mira stare blankly at her. “I’m taking that as a no. But if those fanfictions were correct, and fanfiction is rarely ever wrong, then getting your soul fondled probably feels really good.”
Rumi’s jaw drops.
Zoey smiles. “C’mon, Rumes, jerk my soul off.”
“What?!”
“Zoey, it’s a ball of light,” Mira says confidently, like she knows at all what she’s talking about. “I doubt you can even stroke it.”
As if that is at all the biggest problem with the suggestion. "Guys, please—"
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Rumi can see souls, and it turns out she can touch them, too. This ability is not at all misused in any way :)
Bookmarked by OakTree04
23 Jun 2026
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Zoey thinks, lying back against the paper covering of the cold examination table, while trying to ignore the sensation of inorganic equipment being lodged in places they had no god-given right to be, that this is, inarguably, the least sexy way to get knocked up.
Zoey isn’t really sure how she ended up here, in all honesty.
Well, she is. She can recount the steps chronologically. How Mira and Rumi had looked so god-damned defeated. How her big, stupid mouth had opened and volunteered, initially, and then had said yes to all of their concerned interrogations as to whether or not she was sure, like, really sure, one hundred per cent sure?
And now she’s said yes so many times and so adamantly that it isn’t as though she can suddenly back track and say, surprise! I am actually no longer willing to carry the baby you have been so desperately trying for because I think it would be a really super-duper bad idea! Sorry for getting your hopes up!
Zoey agrees to be a surrogate for a married Rumira. Things get messy because she's already in love with them, has known this for years, but she might be falling in love with the baby, too
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Bookmarked by OakTree04
21 Jun 2026
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Rumi puts the pencil down again, and reads over her letter.
‘Good thing I’m not giving this to them, my thoughts are all over the place…’ she thinks to herself bitterly. Times like this, she really wished she had Zoey’s knack for writing things down so eloquently. But then again, Rumi never really had the opportunity to get her feelings out in the open since Celine drilled into her that her faults and fears must never be seen. This letter goes against everything her that was instilled in her from an early age, but seeing her thoughts has release a weight of her shoulders that she didn’t realize she had been carrying. She still felt heavy, but not as bad as it had been.
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Every time that Rumi wanted to tell her girls that she was half-demon, but wrote them a letter instead of actually talking to them (or give them the letter).
Bookmarked by OakTree04
18 Jun 2026
