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Smooth, pale skin is nothing like the constellations that fill her lover's face.
Mira lets the phone open to her chat with Zoey go limp by her side, staring into her... companion's eyes. The text buzzes in her hand, even as she continues to gawk at the woman across from her. The girl takes one headphone out of her ear, giving her a warm, almost pacifying smile as she asks with an even softer voice, "Hey, do you know where the computers are? I was told the public access ones in this library aren't 20 years old like the ones in the library across the city."
A glimpse into AU polytrix navigating their growing relationship :)
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When Mira says something she maybe (definitely) shouldn't in the throes of passion, it leads to a surprising confession from Rumi. Rumi, who can and does come. Rumi, who can and does come only when she is alone and at her own hand...and who would like to be able to eventually come with her girlfriends and under their tender (and enthusiastic) attention.
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The rest of Rumi's words are lost in a mumble.
'What was that?'
'She said,' Zoey translates again, seeming delighted to be the conveyor of good news, 'that it was fine! When you asked her to come inside of you,' she adds, in case Mira had forgotten.
She hadn't.
And neither had the rest of her body, which gives another delicious full-body shiver at the thought.
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“We don’t make something out of the air,” Rumi murmurs. She leans in closer, nosing behind Mira’s ear. “We only do what you tell us.”
“Seriously, do you not understand how sexy it is to watch you do something you’re so fucking good at?” Zoey asks.
Or: Competency (Porn)
Series
- Part 4 of All In The Dance
Bookmarked by dragonidiot
24 May 2026
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UGH THIS IS SO SOFT ABD SWEET IM GNA KMASMH
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Wednesday had never had romantic feelings for another person. She didn’t know how to show it in a way that Enid was worthy of.
Enid believed in a great love.
Enid believed in fairytale romance, magical happy endings. She wanted to be swept off of her feet, she wanted her to be kissed and held and supported.
Wednesday could barely do one of those things.
The thought of it all was terrifying, because Enid deserved the grand fairytale that she wanted, and Wednesday wasn’t sure that she could give it.
And Wednesday herself, her whole being, felt like some sort of contradiction. She hated touch with a burning passion, but oh, how she missed Enid’s embrace. How she found herself wanting to be held, wanting to bury her face into Enid’s throat and to never move away. She craved the woman’s warmth, her scent, her soft hands, she had never wanted a person in the way that she wanted Enid, oh so very badly.
She decided that she could start small.
One day she would give Enid the magical romance she wanted, but for now she just needed to take it one step at a time.
Or!!
Wednesday Addams is so incredibly down bad for Enid Sinclair, and she decides to do something about it!Series
- Part 1 of rory’s wenclair oneshots
Bookmarked by dragonidiot
26 Apr 2026
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oh my GOOOOODDDDDDD the hand holding the cuddling PLEASSEE
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"Do you think it'll actually make it there?"
Rumi can't imagine that it'll get very far. But the lantern floats on anyway—the small candle at the bottom burning bright enough to make the thin paper walls glow. It's the only other thing that's warm around her—though not as warm as Celine's hand that covers her smaller one.
"It will," Celine replies. She watches quietly as it keeps floating upwards.
Rumi is startled that it keeps going—at how quickly it's climbing—until the flickering orange glow is just an ever-shrinking pinprick.
"It carries our wishes," Celine continues. "Or prayers. Or love, or hope, or luck."
OR: Rumi wrestles with the weight of her love, but only for a little bit.
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- Part 7 of Polytrix Fluff