4 Works by art_comet
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“Never trust someone with pink hair…” Rumi replied, her voice a little quieter this time. Her gaze sharpened slightly as she peeled the stencil back. “In the end, they never claim you.”
“Your crazy ex-girlfriend didn’t even have pink hair back then. And Abby’s different,” Jinu countered.
Zoey couldn’t help the small smile that slipped onto her lips as she caught that detail — Rumi dated women.
“I’ve been seeing a girl with pink hair. Nothing serious… but she’s been really sweet so far,” Zoey said, it was the easiest way she found to make her sexual orientation clear while watched the tattoo artist closely, searching for any sign she might have a chance. “Maybe the pink hair isn’t the problem.”
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Zoey wanted a casual hook up.
What she got instead was a sweet girl with pink hair, a tattoo artist with unresolved trauma, and the slow realization that the two women she’s flirting with are ex-girlfriends. -
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Rumi recoiled, her trembling arms dragging up into a fragile gesture of surrender. And then she saw it, the glow. The dark sigils blazing across the backs of her own hands, pulsing like molten veins. Zoey’s blood streaked her skin in broken lines, smearing across those marks like a cruel reminder of what she had done. She could feel the patterns burning beneath the fabric of her hoodie, heat crawling up her arms, snaking along her throat, spreading everywhere until it felt like her whole body was branded from the inside out.
Rumi’s throat worked, but no words came. Or maybe they didn’t matter anymore. Because what Mira saw, what was written across her skin, was enough.
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Zoey and Mira learn Rumi’s secret at the worst possible time — and in the worst possible way. Guilt consumes her as cracks begin to form in her relationships with everyone she loves. -
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Mira loved Zoey. She had known that for years. Zoey was her refuge — the calm in the middle of every storm.
But even then, deep in her chest, there was an ache in the space that belonged to Rumi. And that love… that one was real too. Different, louder, more chaotic.
Her two loves balanced each other in a way that made impossible sense, and now, more than ever, Mira knew:
She needed both of them to feel whole.-
After deep wounds and a battle that nearly tore the trio apart, Zoey, Mira, and Rumi try to rebuild what can still be saved.
They rediscover each other, slowly — through gestures, mistakes, and care.
And the love that had always existed somewhere between them finally finds the space to bloom. -
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Mira amava Zoey. Sabia disso há anos. Zoey era seu refúgio no meio da tempestade. Mas, ao mesmo tempo, no fundo do peito, o espaço que pertencia a Rumi doía.
E esse amor também era real. Era diferente, mais caótico.
Suas duas paixões se completavam da forma mais harmônica possível, e ela, mais do que nunca, precisava das duas.-
Após mágoas profundas e uma batalha que quase dissolveu o trio, Zoey, Mira e Rumi tentam reconstruir o que ainda pode ser salvo.
Elas se redescobrem aos poucos, nos gestos, nos erros, no cuidado.
E o amor, que sempre existiu em algum lugar entre elas, finalmente encontra espaço para florescer.