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i told you i was fine (i lied, i lied) by ramblingArachnid
Fandoms: KPop Demon Hunters (2025)
13 Apr 2026
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They love her.
Things are going to be okay.
“Now, are you sure you’re—” Zoey starts.
Rumi laughs. “Yes. I’m sure. I’m fine.”
(she is not fine)
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back room rendezvous by sleepyshiba for somethinglikesawyer
Fandoms: KPop Demon Hunters (2025)
10 Jul 2026
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Two people occupy the room, piquing Zoey’s interest as she checks on the rest of the building before returning her attention to the back storage room. She recognizes the two—Rumi and Mira, two of the mid-shift associates that are on her rotation of the schedule—and ends up squirming in her seat when she realizes that they’re pressed up together against the table, rather intimately too.
“What are they… no, no way…?” Zoey’s eyes narrow before they widen with surprise.
A soft heat begins to lick at her lower belly, a flickering ember growing in size as she watches the two with bated breath. No doubt about it, these two are the most beautiful women Zoey’s ever laid eyes on, and their visual chemistry makes her pulse quicken.
Mira has Rumi pinned against the table, a seductive expression on her face as she lets her hands drag down the front of Rumi’s work shirt, a soft gasp leaves Zoey’s lips as she watches Mira’s hand delve into Rumi’s pants. The implication is a hot sear of arousal against her belly, and Zoey whines at the obscene sight of Mira’s hand working at the bulge of Rumi’s pants.
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or, security person zoey + grocery store workers rumi and mira have an interesting shift
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“For science,” Mira had said, but was it really science when Rumi was trembling on the floor of their dance studio trying desperately not to come in her pants? Her girlfriends didn’t even seem to notice as they read through the article on Zoey’s phone.
How to scissor like a pro-lesbian.
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Gwi-ma was mad, the Gwisin had observed, though she did not wholly know why. The most she understood was that the Gwisin had made a mistake that Gwi-ma did not take kindly to, and the memory was not deemed relevant. She did not know if the act was meant to be a mercy or an unkindness.
Gwi-ma often found entertainment in letting the Gwisin wonder of his motivations. It was one of his many games, tampering with her memories, yet leaving enough evidence of the lost time. Her mind would run laps in paranoia, unsure if he simply spared her the hardship or deprived her a blessing. Most recently, the Gwisin awoke to a grievous gash along her side and no recollection as to its origin, while her mask was absent from her face.
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Or more concisely, an amnesiac Rumi as Gwi-ma's loyal servant.
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“What about what I want?” Rumi inquires as she leans in close to Mira’s face, lips almost touching. She has never kissed Mira and she never will. She’s the domme and Mira is her sub, she doesnt need a kiss. Doesn’t deserve one. Rumi will however push past those lips with her fingers, effectively giving Mira something to suck on so she might finally lose the damn attitude. “Because right now, I really want to see you lose it.”
“Lose it?” Mira mocks, words slurred by the fingers pressing down on her tongue. She bites down on one of them, making Rumi yelp and instantly draw them out. “Oh, please. Don’t make me laugh honey.”
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Or the one where chaebol princess Mira drops in on graduate student Rumi, a girl ten years younger than her, only on nights when she's feeling particularly horny. Rumi is happy to take her money but can't help but wonder why she is genuinely starting to like the time she spends with the woman. Or why she feels so unreasonably jealous when she finds out she isn't the only girl Mira likes to play with.