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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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    16 May 2026

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    might have a sequel

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    The funny thing is that no one tells you about the anger. They will tell you about being sad all day or crying or whatever society thinks is the “truth”, but no one tells you how you can look at the people you love and feel such hatred towards them.

    Nowadays, Rumi truly wants to say that it was like someone else took over her body and made her hurt them, but that would be lying.

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    Fives times Rumi does something she used to love and one time she does something she hates.

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    11 May 2026

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    Laying there in the dirt, bleeding out, Rumi thought of Mira and Zoey. Not backstage. But before. She thought of all her most cherished memories, all of which included them. Mira’s suffering from their “disguises” utter lack of fashion sense. Zoey rattling off facts about whatever her current hyperfixation was. Late night meals in the studio. Mira’s searching eyes that always saw more than Rumi wanted to show. Zoey’s teasing grin that never failed to make Rumi smile no matter how she felt.

    Her girls.

    She had had such a good life with them. She was lucky to have had them. Everything else was worth it, for the time she got with them. She just wished she hadn’t done so much damage to them, but she couldn’t help being selfishly grateful for the peace they gave her.

    Rumi choked on a final breath before it all stopped.

    She was done. It was done.

     

    She wasn’t done.

    One second she was laying on the ground and the next she was standing, air whipping past her. It was daytime. She was on the train. Mira was talking.

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    07 May 2026

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    Mira's eyes were back on Zoey, finding a near petrified expression. She was starting to put the pieces together but needed a confirmation. Slowly, she turned back to Rumi and hesitantly asked, "Zoey?"

    Sure enough, Rumi was the one who responded, "Yeah?" finally glancing up to look between the other two women.

    Mira finally understood what was going on. "Oh shit."

    OR Rumi and Zoey switch bodies and have to deal with everything that entails.

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    30 Apr 2026

  5. Rec 52

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    Having recently gotten into the habit of recording the Hatchetfield timelines on tapes, the Lords in Black pull in a few people from across the timelines to be their test audience.

    (OR: A Hatchetfield characters-watching-the-show fic)

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    23 Apr 2026