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Zoey’s eyes meet hers, sparkling with mischief even as she lets herself be guided toward the door.
“You’re cute when you’re jealous,” Zoey murmurs once they’re outside, the cool night air doing nothing to calm the fire under Rumi’s skin.
“I’m not jealous,” Rumi lies jealously, steering her toward the car.
“Uh huh,” Zoey drawls, unconvinced, her grin never wavering as she allows Rumi to steer her away.
(rumi dicks zoey down for talking to another girl at the bar. zoey makes fun of her about it the whole time.)
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Rumi laughs first, soft, bright, perfectly timed, like she always does, like she’s been doing her whole life. Zoey knows that laugh all too well.
“Well,” she says, tilting her head just slightly, the picture of modesty, “Zoey’s the sugar—” Zoey feels the word land on her skin like something sticky, something that clings. “— Mira’s the spice,” Rumi continues easily, and Mira hums beside her, amused, already leaning into it, already playing along, “and I’m…” There’s a pause— long enough to feel intentional.
Rumi smiles, small and self-aware and just shy of smug. “Well. I’m everyone’s type.”
The interviewer laughs, delighted. The cameras drink it in.
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Rumi, Mira, and Zoey star in a highly-anticipated historical romance drama with a princess, an arranged marriage, and a forbidden love. Off screen, the tropes don’t stay fictional. Between Mira and Rumi's PR-stunt fake relationship, Zoey and Rumi's dating history no one knows about, and Zoey and Mira's secret relationship that complicates everything, the line between performance and reality starts to blur.
It would be easier if it were just acting. There's a script for fuck's sake.
No one is following it.
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The memory rises unbidden: the clash of bodies, the way Rumi had aimed a blow at her torso. Mira dodging— barely— only allowing Rumi to graze her side.
“And what’s your name?” Rumi had asked mid-fight, breath steady, smirk radiant.
“Like I’d tell—”
Rumi had leapt back then, sudden and theatrical, leaving space between them. Mira had paused, wary, unsure what game she was playing.
Then Rumi had flourished Mira’s ID, plucked from her pocket without her noticing.
“Kang Mira, Interpol,” she’d read aloud, slow and condescending, like she was talking to a kindergartener. “Woah. The big guns are after me now.”
“How’d you—?”
“Picked your pocket just now,” Rumi had continued, eyes flicking up to meet hers. “Pretty name for a pretty face.”
“Damn,” Zoey’s voice had crackled in Mira’s earpiece. “She’s good. And hot.”
“Stop that,” Mira had snapped— both at the nagging voice in her head and at the nagging voice ahead of her.
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Mira and Zoey are the Interpol agents assigned to the Ryu Rumi case, a globally renowned superthief. But the closer Mira gets, the more she begins to notice the quieter ways the case is beginning to take things from her.
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“Rumi—“ Zoey’s breath catches, her body tingling with anticipation and affection. “Come back up here. I wanna— I wanna taste you.”
“And what if I wanna taste you, too?”
Zoey’s pulse jumps, and her body shudders with anticipation. “We can…” She licks her lips. “We can do that, too.”
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zoerumi spirit possessed my body and forced me to write some super soft smut
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Rumi’s mind wanders, desperate for a change of subject. Her gaze lands on the two women who’ve been repeatedly plaguing her mind ever since she saw them step out of the limousine. Mira grins and sips on her drink, listening intently to whatever Zoey’s saying, the shorter girl gesticulating her hands wildly in the air. An ache settles in Rumi’s sternum, and that thought, that possibility—the possibility that this show can actually work—rattles through her skull.
“Hey, Celine?” she starts, not looking away from the view ahead of her. “I know it’s unconventional, but can I give out two First Impression Roses?”
Celine considers her words and follows her gaze. She presses her lips into a thin line, then she shrugs in acceptance. “Sure. After all, you’re the Bachelorette.”
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She pops the clasp on her bra and slips it down her shoulders. She glances towards her bandmates. “Rumi, what do you-
-Only to see Rumi, stumbled back and patterns lit up like a magenta Christmas tree. Shoulders hunched like she has hackles raised. A dumbstruck look on her scarlet red face. The ends of her towel slipping from her fingers.
“Oh.”
Rumi swallows thickly. Her patterns pulse so bright that Zoey winces and covers her eyes.
Hot, Mira thinks. “Oh shit!” She yells.
4 times Mira won an argument, and one time she lost (But did she really?)
Or, the art of flashing your bandmates in order to get what you want.
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17 Jun 2026
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sweetbitter unmanageable creatures by dreamhardflyfree
Fandoms: KPop Demon Hunters (2025)
13 Jul 2026
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“How do you feel about threesomes?”
Mira blinked at her. “With… who? You have a girlfriend?”
“No, no, we're not super keen on labels. I have…”
Zoey's fingers flitted over her phone, tilting it to show her a photo of two people Mira recognised. One was the photographer in front of her, and one was the editor-in-chief of the magazine she had just modelled for. Rumi Kang.
Mira's brain stopped working, and Zoey put her phone back in her pocket, an edge of a smirk on her lips at her reaction. “Only if you're interested. She is.”
Established Rumi/Zoey, fast burn on the sex, slow burn on the emotional stability. Polytrix: the magayzine au.
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24 Mar 2026
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But before Mira could seriously consider giving over her personal phone number, the one only a handful, carefully selected people know, she was already shaking her head. It was a disaster waiting to happen. All it would take was a closer look at her face for them to connect the dots in their heads. She was already waiting for the impending hey you look familiar comment from one of them. And by then, this whole interaction would quickly go south as all the tabloids, magazines, and—god forbid—her ultimate nemesis, Pop Crave, would post her location.
But how, exactly, was she supposed to let down two beautiful girls who were now waiting expectantly for her number?
Lying, of course.
“I don’t have a phone.”
Both of them blinked at her with the most unbelievable stare.
mira is a famous actress, rumi is a well-known musician, and zoey is a renowned doctor. they don't know each other's rich au
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19 Mar 2026
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you make a really good girl (as girls go) by suzukiblu for Prim_the_Amazing
Fandoms: Avatar: The Last Airbender
01 Jan 2021
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“Oh spirits,” Azula says, grinning widely. The Water Tribe is full of idiots. “You don’t want to marry Zuko, he’s useless. Also, he’s already engaged.”
“He is?” Yue blinks at her.
“Of course he is, he’s going to be the Fire Lord, he’s been engaged since he was twelve,” Azula says. A useless Fire Lord who she’s going to have to prop up, if not outright usurp, but Fire Lord all the same.
The things she does for this family, she swears.
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mira 🩷
you are the worst
i hate nepo babies
rumi 💜
WHAT
WELL I HATE RICH GIRLS
mira 🩷
ALL THREE OF US ARE RICH YOU IDIOT
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