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Rumi has known she was gay since she was fourteen. Now in college, she finally feels comfortable and confident enough to be who she is, and to go for what she wants. Looking to get her feet wet in the wlw dating world, she gets more than she bargained for when she meets Mira - a closed-off womanizer who offers Rumi a plethora of tantalizing new experiences and heady sexual prowess - and more than she hoped for when she meets Zoey - an open book who offers Rumi the softness of dating women, and a promise of things to come.
The problem? Rumi doesn’t know it, but the two are friends. Best friends, who used to be fuck buddies. And the two of them don’t know it, but Rumi’s casually seeing them both.
Mess, mess, and more mess ensues.
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29 Jun 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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31 May 2026
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Be Still (My Tender Black Heart) by CaptainValenoftheFleetingDream
Fandoms: Wednesday (TV 2022), Addams Family - All Media Types
07 Sep 2025
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In the darkest corner of her mind, despite all of her efforts, Wednesday knew that it was inevitable. Eventually, she was going to make a mistake and allow someone into her heart, kick-starting the contract with the God of Death and starting the countdown to her demise.
However, she wouldn't be Wednesday Addams if she didn't excel in upping the ante by falling in love with more than one girl while dealing with the looming threat of her mysterious stalker.
But if anyone could survive this, it was her.
At least she hoped....
(Discontinued but the remake How Can I Shatter (That Tender Black Heart?) is out now!)
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16 May 2026
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Golden Waves Against Bright Pink Blades by Archz_Vein
Fandoms: KPop Demon Hunters (2025)
05 May 2026
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Rumi winces, looking up at Mira and trying to glare but ultimately failing. “You didn’t have to wait for me.”
“And leave you to deal with how broken Celine makes you feel after every private conversation you have with her?” Mira asks, her sneer not directed at Rumi but at the door behind her. “Over my dead body, Rumi.”
Rumi feels her face heat up. She flexes her fingers at her sides, just to have something to do with her hands so she doesn’t give into the urge to grab Mira’s face and pull her into a desperate kiss.
“You didn’t have to do that,” Rumi repeats, softer this time.
“I wanted to,” Mira says, matching Rumi’s softer tone.
Rumi opens her mouth, something she’ll almost certainly regret saying forms on her tongue. “Mira—”Series
- Part 1 of Arcz's Fanfics
- Part 1 of KPDH
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08 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