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“Thanks to the fact that they're a team, they never gave up hope that their story does not end here. Because if they don't have hope, what else have they got left?”
In 1996, a team of wildly talented high school girls soccer players who become the (un)lucky survivors of a plane crash deep in the remote northern wilderness.
Center defender and appointed prophet, Lottie Matthews learns to navigate starvation, thirst, the treacherous but beautiful Canadian Rockies, teenage drama, and what it means to have hope when there's nothing left.
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Nat’s memories are blurry from this point onwards, only the weight of Ben, Mari, the frog scientist and the guide in her stomach, but they're alive, they're out, and that's all that matters.
Lottie hadn't thought of it that way.
Lottie had wanted to stay, had kicked and screamed at the hands that tried to pull her away. She fought so hard to stay that it took Nat dragging her into one of the huts and holding her cheeks in one place as she pleaded, begging Nat to leave her behind.
“I won’t be well. I won’t be me. The me that was made out here. They'll send me away. I'll be skin and bones. Please, Nat. Don’t make me.”
“None of us is going to be the same. You won’t be you, but you won’t be alone. Lottie, I promise. You’ll never be alone ever again.”
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Dressed not unlike a real life Indiana Jones and accompanied by her trusty teddy friend Leonard, Laura Lee looks like a warrior.
“You have your purpose,” She says, eyes briefly darting to the crowd of anxious Yellowjackets. Natalie looks over, gulping at the intense look Lottie is shooting at the both of them. “And this is mine. We do desperate things to protect those we love.”
Natalie turns back to Laura Lee and offers a tight-lipped smile.
“I understand.” She lowers her voice, being extra careful so Coach Scott doesn't overhear. “But as soon as something feels off, you jump out. We can find another way home, but we can’t find another you. Lottie would be devastated if she lost you.”
Laura Lee nods, a small, rare smile gracing her lips. It makes Natalie grin too.
in which laura lee jumps out of the plane before it explodes.
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“She’s outside.” Crumbs smeared her lips, Van wipes her mouth with her sleeve and smirks. “Hold your horses, loverboy. Tai already went to grab her.”
Natalie grumbles, rolling her empty bag of chips into a ball before launching it across the room.
It lands a satisfying smack on Van’s nose, her dramatic whining earning amused giggles from the few teammates still loitering about the living room while the rest shuffle about, spreading out sleeping bags and distributing blankets.
“Put a sock in it, Palmer.” Natalie ducks to hide her red cheeks, fiddling with the soccer keychain on her backpack just to have something to do with her hands.
Lottie is still not back yet. She just worries, that's all.
on the night lottie finds dead cabin guy in the attic, natalie makes a promise.
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When he only saw daylight, he now sees the trail of silver stars at its tail.
“Wow…”
“Do you see it?” Clearer than the sun. “That’s you, Malcolm. The magic that flows inside you. The magic that makes you you.”
A lump appears in his throat, his hand twitching in reflex. It’s been a few years now since they first laid hands on him, but his deformed fingers hadn’t stopped hurting at random times. He doesn’t think they ever will.
“Are we dangerous, Rory?”
“Only if we want to be.” She answers as if rehearsed or prepared. Malcolm believes her regardless. “There’s a saying I’m particularly very fond of, kindness is a choice. It is the choices you make every day, and being kind in a world this fucked up takes a lot of trying.”
Malcolm blinks at the sudden swear, half-wondering if he’s going to get in trouble. But Rory is smiling like she knows, and Malcolm remembers just how much safer he already feels with them.
“I want to learn everything.”
“In due time I will teach you. We have the rest of our lives.”
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a story about being scared.
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Here is a secret about things you love. If you put them down you can always pick them back up again. You can always paint again, sew again, hike again, play music again, read that book again, watch the movie. “But it’s been so long.” The thing you love doesn’t care. — SwampAdvice (on twitter)
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A placeholder for my unfinished works. Drabbles, sections that were never put into chapters, chapters that were never finished, or more. If I die, I don't want my words to die with me. I hope it serves as inspiration (or caution. I'm only human.)
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Ever since she first found out they existed, Rumi’s entire feed has been nothing but KATSEYE.
Granted, this is probably a shared experience amongst millions of people when it comes to discovering the global girl group, but Mira hasn't yet seen Rumi taking to a fellow band so quickly and so intensely before.
Watching all their music videos, listening to all their songs, even looking for all their interviews. Rumi is quite literally the definition of fall hard and fast.
It's cute.
Mira had been worried about her state of mind since the Idol Awards, so to see her pursuing a hobby that isn't bearing the weight of the world or her godmother’s misguided beliefs makes her heart flutter.
Rumi is, after all, rather irresistible when she’s determined. A predator and prey situation, if you get her drift.
Plus, Mira totally gets it.
KATSEYE is hot.
or my official pitch for kpdh 2 coming soon in 2029
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Poached out of an awful living situation in which she suffered the fate of a superpowered lab rat and dropped into the open, living world without so much as an instruction manual, with no clothes, no money, or even a name, she truly doesn’t know anything.
Rumi doesn’t know anything, but she does know this.
Robin is her friend, Batman can be trusted, Superman will take care of her, and her birthday is on a Wednesday.
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Mira dies on a Wednesday.
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“Change is imminent!” Zoey shouts, bulldozing through the moment like a well-intentioned bull in a china shop. “Rumi, sit down. Mira, hold her down.”
“What are you gonna do?” Mira asks, sneakily wrapping her hand around Rumi’s wrist and tugging her down. Rumi doesn't stand a fighting chance.
With literal fires in her eyes, Zoey smirks.
“I’m getting my power drill.”
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“This is the best day of my life!”
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This is the worst day of Mira’s life.
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“Two Kingsmen to do the job of a regular protective detail. Is there something else you’re not telling us?”
Rumi wishes Celine would come out and say it.
Would yank them by their ears and plunge their heads into the nearest bodies of water to get the message across how utterly and royally they screwed up. Would look into Rumi’s eyes and tell her frankly that her mother, if she was still alive, would be so disappointed in her.
Celine doesn’t say anything, and the silence rings in Rumi’s ear like the splatter of blood and the rumbling explosion she still hears whenever she closes her eyes.
“This meeting is adjourned. Merlin will send you the details of Miss Kang’s apartment.”
So much for manners maketh man.
After failing an important mission, Agent Gawain and Agent Galahad of the Kingsman are assigned to protect Kang Mira, a chaebol daughter who seems to have trouble follow her wherever she goes.
Between making sure she doesn't fall in love with her long-term partner, finding out what her adopted mother is hiding, trying to keep Mira alive, and living with the shame of getting her parents killed, Rumi is not having a good time.
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did the twin flame bruise paint you blue? by luthorboy
Fandoms: KPop Demon Hunters (2025)
04 Nov 2025
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“Hi, Rumi. Would you like your usual?”
Mira doesn’t wait for Rumi to reach the counter before she’s already hip-checking for Jamie to take over the till. Her embarrassing eagerness is worth the small giggle escaping Rumi’s mouth, whose smile splits her lips and digs dimples in her cheek.
Mira has never known love could be so beautiful.
“One latte with oatmilk for you.”
“Thanks again, Mira!” Every day, Rumi comes in and orders the exact same thing. “I was stuck on the bus for hours, you have no idea how much I need this.” She doesn’t know I can see her move at the speed of sound.
Mira smiles, her own grief muted behind her gold-framed spectacles.
“No problem.”
How could she?
She thinks she’s the only Kryptonian left in the universe.
13 YEARS AGO, an extraterrestrial teen was sent in a spacecraft to Earth, and adopted by a pair of Jeju divers.
(13 YEARS AGO, Krypton died, and Mira lost the love of her life.)
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“Why?” Rumi asks the burning house and the melting corpses. “Why do you want me here? What do I need to see?”
Mira is the only one who answers.
It’s small, a blink-and-you’ll-miss-it, but Rumi catches the golden glint amidst all the embers and sees it.
A singular lighter at Mira’s feet.
The realization hits Rumi like a truck. “You did this.”
Mira’s smile as the fire swallows her whole is hauntingly beautiful. Rumi feels her breath catch, the oxygen leaving her lungs and filling her with smoke.
Mira is still smiling, the glint in her eyes ever unchanging, and Rumi goes lightheaded.
Rumi tries to stand, tries to hold herself up, but whatever pull that is here between them is strong, much stronger than anything Celine has taught her, and the last coherent thought Rumi had before she goes completely under is that she could’ve sworn Mira smiled at her.
And she was ravishing.
where Rumi is a house flipper, comes fix up an abandoned haunted house and falls in love with traces of Mira who burned the place and her family along with it.
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“i’m tired, mira.” rumi confesses with all she has, the fight leaving her as quickly as it came. her patterns flicker with the shame spreading inside her, pulsating like the rabid beast that is her heartbeats. “i’m tired of pretending like i wasn’t born out of love, i’m tired of pretending like all i’ve ever known was duty, and i’m so, so fucking tired of stopping myself from falling madly in love with you.”
rumi doesn’t realize she’s crying until mira’s hand is on her cheek, wet with tears and burning with shame. it’s soft, it’s gentle, it’s cold like rumi had once imagined mira’s gokdo would feel like piercing her chest.
how is she still alive right now?
“what if we both try fighting what we’re running from?”
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Twenty-three-year-old bachelorette Ryu Rumi is returning to National City, after spending the last five years in England for her studies. The Daily Planet has been working on getting an exclusive to our loyal readers, but just like her parents, Ryu Rumi is a very private person.
Fear not, for we at the Daily Planet will never give up on the pursuit for truth, justice, and journalistic freedom. Stay tuned for—
If there's one good thing about having superspeed, it's the ability to think super fast. Mira has finished reading the article one third of the time it’d take a regular human, and even though she wants to discuss it with Zoey, she can't help but be captivated by the picture attached to the headline.
A head of lilac hair tied in a braid as long and gorgeous as she remembers. A practiced smile that once softened just for her. A face she could never stop hoping to see in her dreams, a beautiful nightmare.
Mira gulps, blinking back hot, bitter tears. Even now Ryu Rumi can still break her heart.
"Who would've believed it? A Luthor and a Super in love."
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there's a similar smile on her face now, but slightly mischief personified, and you’re struck with the realization that this is the woman for whom you fought a hundred wars and won.
mira still hasn’t said anything, looking down at you like she knows something you don’t.
your head tilts, and her smile deepens. the corners dig into her cheeks and create the vaguest shadow of dimples, a display only you are fortunate enough to witness.
you’re mesmerized by it, would’ve spent forever staring at it, but the lightning strike splitting your brain in half stops you from doing it.
“mir?” you ask, something burning in your voice. something that smells like the girl of your dreams and the hopes of building a home with her. the hand you have on her stomach twitches before it fully encapsulates her waist, like the outside wall of a fortress. “you’re… are you… did it… work?”
finally mira nods, and the world as you know it explodes into fireworks.
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“For someone who claims to not care about Ryu Rumi, you sure pay quite a lot of attention to her.”
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he’s rumi. he was rumi before, and he is still rumi now.
rumi who cut his hair and finally sees himself in the mirror, for once not hating what he sees.
rumi who likes being called prince and handsome because it makes him feel strong and capable of protecting those he loves.
rumi who wears confidence like a second skin, who wears his clothes and not the other way around.
rumi who gets to choose how to live & gets overwhelmed by how simultaneously easy and hard it is, the burden of choice.
rumi who holds mira's longer hands and rumi who hugs zoey's small waist. a rumi who's grown into himself.
a rumi who loves and who is loved right back.
rumi & gender, a love letter to seeing yourself in the mirror and know that's you. it can only ever be you.
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everything happens so fast. looking back, mira won't remember anything but grief.
fast, hard-hitting grief that slaps her across the face when rumi throws away all their hardwork, one day before the idol awards, for one stupid hunch she didn't bother telling them about.
slow, burning grief that claws its way through the soft tissue of her stomach when rumi shrugs mira’s hand off like her touch disgusts her.
longing, aching grief when rumi shouts, looking like she means every word, not everything is about your insecurities, mira.
mira had frozen then. like a deer in front of a car, like a piglet under a knife.
there's fight, flight, or freeze. hers is a little deeper, a bit more betrayed. mira surrenders, to the hurt blooming across her cheeks, the tears brimming in her eyes, to the anger that burns, and burns, and burns, until she's hurting the same girl who hurt her.
“if you're with us, prove it.”
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two’s company, three’s a crowd, four’s a party by luthorboy
Fandoms: KPop Demon Hunters (2025)
12 Sep 2025
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Mira, who licks Rumi’s cum off her fingers and smiles when Rumi whines about it, leans in for a rather chaste kiss. Rumi returns it tenfold anyway, because there's no universe out there where Rumi doesn't put her everything into what she does, and god Mira is hoping the list includes her.
“You're so pretty,” Mira gives out praise like second nature, loving Rumi easier than breathing itself. “And you’re mine. How are you mine?”
Pliant and sweaty, yet Rumi’s beauty never looks more blinding. Her hair’s a mess, her mouth is slick and swollen, and her chest is covered in marks shaped like Mira’s teeth and Mira’s love. There are twin blushes adorning her cheeks, luring Mira in with the effortless seduction of a siren, and Rumi looks nothing short of a fairy princess when Mira pulls away, eyes shining like she can’t believe Mira can love her like this.
Mira loves her. Loves her to the point of aching to be with her even when they’re together.
“I love you, Rumi.” So she tells her, all the while aligning the tip of her cock against her. “May I?”
featuring your friendly neighborhood lovergirl mira, smooth rizz zoey, and the universal bottoms rumi and rangi
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- Part 2 of the scars are part of me