The sun, the moon, and the stars. (Zoey, Mira, and Rumi)
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Rumi was raised to be perfect to make up for her taint
Zoey was raised amongst the chaos and uncertainty of a split home
Mira was raised more by the kindness of strangers and her therapist than her own parents
It is not surprising that they would develop latch onto warmth and company when given the chance.
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Celine had always told Rumi she would know when she met the other hunters. Would feel it in the Honmoon.
Rumi was never told it would feel like this.
But she had always know she would do anything to protect the other hunters. Tonight was time to test that resolve.
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Zoey's Mom and Dad loved each other, once. But sometimes things aren't meant to be, and others feel the consequences of that.
POV of Zoey's parents when she is recruited to Huntri/x
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Not enough people explore what Zoey's family was like. More specifically, what they thought during her upbringing.
(Part of a series but can be read standalone)
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Mira & Zoey: "We must protect Rumi at all costs" *Menacing stare at camera*
Rumi: "Wow, my friends sure are supportive."
Everyone else: "Girl, they’re so in love with you it hurts"
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Polytrix fighting against the Jinu/Rumi shippers with fire. In other words, the battle that has been won on Ao3 goes in universe.
The Poltrix truthers have won over the Jinu/Rumi blasphemers in the hallowed hall of the archive. In celebration, I wanted to write a fic that celebrates what I think is the best of this fandom.
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A silly fic that turned into a serious retelling of the entire movie.
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Relief was short-lived.
The bass continued to pulse from the cheap speakers until Rumi recognized why it was so familiar.
Oni’s voice, her voice, filled the kitchen. A song that was both completely hers and not at all.
Across the table, Zoey was already humming, Mira’s lips moving just behind the melody. For the first time since they had sat down, Mira softened, and Zoey beamed. The music pulled them together with an ease Rumi couldn’t hope to touch.
Rumi gripped her chopsticks until the wood groaned.
Of course. Even here I’m forced to be her.
She tried to smile, tried to pretend each word didn’t make her want to both fall into the opening moves of the choreo and tear at her ears.
A thought pressed in suddenly.
Hiding everything—her tattoos, her voice, her life—wasn’t going to be easy. Not with Oni only a speaker away.
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Solo idol Rumi disappears from the spotlight… only to end up living with her biggest fans. Also a different take on the College AU trope.
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Across the room, a cup clattered to the floor. Someone cursed. The crash sent Rumi’s shoulders rising nearly to her ears. Her hands shot out, grasping Zoey’s and Mira’s.
“Yellow,” she said, in the same tone one might use to remark on the weather.
The hand of Zoey she wasn’t holding appeared in the space between them, hovering an inch above Rumi’s sternum.
At Rumi’s nod, Zoey pressed her palm flat against her sweater.
“Fix or honest?” Zoey asked, eyes never leaving hers.
“Honest,” Rumi answered.
Zoey breathed in, exaggerated and easy to follow. “Four.” They inhaled. “Seven.” They held. “Eight.” They exhaled.
Without a word, Mira laid a warm palm between Rumi’s shoulder blades. Two hands anchoring her heart. The chaos of the café receded.
The broken ceramic was swept away. The clatter faded from her ears.
In Zoey’s eyes, Rumi’s reflection began to smile. Not a grin, not a beam. A slight, shy thing.
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Rumi has bad anxiety. Zoey and Mira know just how to take care of her. And anyone that becomes a problem.
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She would break it off. She would do what Celine wanted in shape, if not in spirit.
Before that, she’d make sure Zoey and Mira had somewhere to go that wasn’t a strip of concrete behind a laundromat.
Somewhere they could live as humans, not ghosts on a sidewalk.
They could curse her, file her away as one more strange chapter in a long, ugly story she’d only ever be a small part of.
But they’d be warm. Fed. Off the streets for good.
They’d forget her in time.She’d remember them always.
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The Homeless AU no one asked for. Featuring obsessive Rumi and two homeless girls who she might need more than they ever needed her.
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Control shapes Rumi.
Control is how she lives, how she loves, how she functions. When she loses control—when the world takes more than it’s due—everything crumbles.
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A retelling of canon and a celebration of Polytrix.
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Rumi leans down and nuzzles the side of Zoey’s face. “Do you want me to fix this—forever?”
A beat. Zoey rises unsteadily to her feet and places most of her weight on the human pillars at either side of her.
She nods eventually—slowly and hesitantly.
“Good.” There’s nothing sweet about Rumi’s smile, or the flickering purple sparks at the crown of her head. “I was going to fix it anyway.”
Zoey only smiles shyly and presses a kiss of thanks to the edge of Rumi’s jaw, then Mira’s.
In a puff of purple, they’re gone from the fansigning.
On to a day where no more harm would come to Zoey, because the only two people she would see were them.
Her pink knight.
And the monster under the bed.
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Non-verbal Zoey meets her bullies, and Mira and Rumi only sees solutions that end in screams.
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Rumi didn’t have to be human.
She just pretended to be most days.
(Her hunters loved her all the more for it.)
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The JJK inspired, yandere coded, codependent Polytrix series of one-shots no one wanted but I gave anyways
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