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    Her head is swimming. Falling and rising in equal measure. Tumbling down into the endless abyss and somehow simultaneously soaring higher than it ever has. Her pulse is a drumroll, thrumming thorugh her blood, through her bones, her nerves, her synapses, her very soul. She's never felt so alive, and yet somehow also so pliant.

    Above her, Mira's eyes are wide. Pupils blown out like twin black holes, eclipsing the irises almost entirely.

    "Oh," she whispers, "Fuck."

    "Yeah," Zoey breathes, somewhere behind her. Rumi can't see her, but feels the weight of her against her spine. "Fuck indeed."

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    Rumi presents as an Omega. If only any of them had any idea what the hell that means.

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    23 Sep 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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    11 Sep 2026

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    Over Rumi's arm, crawling up her shoulder and to her neck, were dull, dark purple patterns. They were unmistakable. They couldn't be anything else.

    Around them, the honmoon rippled; the patterns flashed in time with it, a wave of vibrant pink pulsing through them and closing in on the injury, only for the glow to be repelled and spread outwards instead.

    The cold dread from before was back, pressing its frigid fingers to her spine. Her limbs were suddenly too heavy to move. Her brain buzzed with thousands of thoughts, too loud for any specific one to stand out.

    It didn't make sense. It wasn't possible.

    But then, neither was her shin-kal cutting Rumi.

    Honmoon weapons only killed demons. It was the reason Zoey could take risks with throwing her shin-kals—even if she did hit someone, the worst it could do was bruise.

    So why was Rumi bleeding?

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    09 Sep 2026

  4. Rec 48

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    “…And what do I call you?!”

    Damn. Was she that desperate? Was she that starved for attention, for affection, that she yearned after a girl she didn't know a singular thing about except that she hadn't flinched at Elphaba's verdigris and had dubbed her the oddly perky and, dare she say, cute “Elphie”? How pathetic. No one ever entertained the strange green girl, the vegetable freak, socially.

    Certainly not mysterious, beautiful blondes adoring on baby Animals.

    Yet, miraculously, the girl stopped, tilting her head so that those blonde curls spilled over her shoulder in a wave of spun gold. She tapped her chin with a carefully manicured finger and winked, a wicked (breath-catching, mesmerizing, alluring) smile pulling on her lips. “You can call me…" She tossed her hair. An overly-dramatified movement that Elphaba shamelessly stared upon as if her entire world had shifted. “...Glinda."

    Or- A forewarned Galinda ditches Shiz to be the Witch of the South and lay the groundwork to better the Land of Oz. All in Elphaba's memory, of course.
    Their paths cross.
    Elphaba is clueless.
    And, as always, everything is wrong with Glinda.

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    01 Jul 2026

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    “What are you guys talking about?” Rumi cuts in. When Zoey looks back at her, she finds Rumi looking beyond confused, almost distressed.

    “Our six-month anniversary,” Zoey states with a vague motion between the three of them. “It’s been six months since we started dating.”

    “Almost six months,” Mira wrongly corrects.

    “We’re dating?” Rumi asks.

    or: zoey thinks it polytrix's anniversary. mira doesn't think it's for awhile. rumi doesn't think.

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    14 Jun 2026