Fukurei
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“Deep breaths.” Mira said, voice strained but making a solid attempt at soothing.
She was afraid to look up and see them, so instead she looked at the patterns on her hands. Her lungs filled and refilled with air that burned going down. She flexed a hand, digging the sharp points of her claws into her palm experimentally. This was new.
Her fingers were pried back firmly and insistently before she could break the skin.
What if that conversation under the stage had gone slightly differently?
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the sky set to burst (the gold and the rust) by Yannie
Fandoms: KPop Demon Hunters (2025)
28 Oct 2025
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She pulled the collar of her shirt aside and looked down at her arm, and suddenly the pain was lost to the panic. The only reason she didn’t vomit was because the fear that surged through her made her entire body seize up. Her ears rang. Her vision swam. She looked again. This couldn’t be happening.
But it was.
Her patterns were back.
Rumi losing her patterns doesn't mean she lost her shame.
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Nothing in Mira's life had ever been blameless. It was always someone’s fault. Her brother’s, for being a coward, for putting Mira in the firing line to save his own skin. Her father’s, for thinking violence would make her the person he wanted her to be. Her mother’s, for telling her she wasn’t good enough, that she deserved it, for not protecting her.
Hers, for being too aggressive, too feckless, too difficult to love.
Celine’s, for every lie she’d told Rumi.
Being angry and protective is all well and good, but it's not always what people need.
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Rumi considered it—she normally gave in quickly—but the way she’d looked at her before she kissed her neck, and the way she’d reacted to Rumi threatening to leave and finish herself off, was echoing around her brain. She was forming a theory, and she needed to test it.
She hooked a finger under Mira’s choker, pressing her knuckle gently against her throat, and tugged. She felt more than heard the way it made Mira’s breath hitch. She did it again, and this time Mira’s nails dug in deeper involuntarily.
Which was a very interesting reaction.
While Zoey's away Mira learns something new about Rumi.
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Mira had to keep reminding herself that the blood on Rumi’s chest was from her own arm, not from an injury Rumi had—especially with the way Rumi kept whimpering. She hoped she hadn't done any real damage. She hadn't been trying to hurt her.
Gwi-Ma finds a way into Rumi's head.