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Zoey doesn’t know how long she stands there in the middle of her dorm room, gawking at the notification flashing at her screen.
Well, notifications, plural. They’re back to back on her home screen, right under all her social media notifications of people showering her with likes for today’s breakfast.
Ryu Rumi sent you $250.00
“For lunch! Let me know if you need more xo”Kang Mira sent you $501.00
“lmk if she sent more than 500, I can double it lol”Zoey loudly declares, “What the HELL?”
Or, broke college student Zoey goes viral for her revolting college meals—and rich girls Rumi and Mira find a little pity (among other things) in their hearts for her.
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It's been a week since the defeat of Gwi-ma and both Zoey and Mira have to leave for different trips leaving Rumi alone at Huntr/x tower. But everything will be fine. Right? Sure the duo don't know that Rumi is an omega but what's the worse that could happen? Surely not Rumi's demon half abruptly ending her suppressants leaving the omega having her first heat in years...
Smut in chapter 9-14
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- Part 1 of No More Hiding: The Series
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Mira has been in love with Rumi for years. Since she was ten. Which, coincidentally, was the day they met. And when she fell in love with Zoey too, it felt inevitable.
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- Part 12 of Polytrix Timelines
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Mira huffed, leaning back slightly, chest rising and falling fast as she stared at Zoey. Her pupils were blown wide, cheeks flushed, lips a little swollen.
Zoey’s thumb brushed lazily over Mira’s bottom lip, catching the faint dampness there. She leaned in until her breath was warm against Mira’s ear, her voice low and teasing. “Am I a good kisser, Mir?”
Mira’s breath hitched, and for once, she didn’t have the confidence she usually wore like armor. She nodded, still a little dazed. “…Amazing,” she breathed out.
Zoey grinned, pulling back just enough to look at her properly, cupping her chin and tilting it up. “Better than hers?”
For a second Mira’s brain blanked on who she meant—then she remembered, and her face heated immediately. She nodded quickly. “So much better.”
Zoey hummed softly, the sound low and satisfied, brushing her thumb over Mira’s jaw. “Good,” she whispered, before kissing her again.
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pathetic loser Mira x Freaky Zoey
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“Rumi,” Zoey’s voice is impossibly soft, “why wouldn’t I tell you that you’re good?”
Rumi shrugs, feeling raw and exposed in the way she always does after kneeling for them.
She considers the question: she just wasn’t brought up that way. There was never any need for praise or affirmation as a form of encouragement. Not when there were other forms so readily available – imminent choking forms, creeping steadily across her body.
A soft Rumi character study featuring cows, colours and collars.