everyone loves a character development narrative disguised as smut - which smoothies of this flavor are your favorite
character development disguised as smut my beloved, and this fandom has so much of it. i think i have rec'd all of these before but you did ask for my favourites
Pull Me to the Ground by @somethinglikesawyer [E] [Polytrix] [Ongoing]
âHey, babe. Been looking everywhere for you.â
The voice was low, honeyed, warm in all the right places. It fell over Rumi in a way the manâs voice hadnât, settling into her bones and gnawing faintly, already leaving impressions on her marrow.
And yet another touch, this one lighter, a palm splayed across the small of her back, a second body pressing into hers from behind.
âYeah, we thought we lost you for a sec there.â This voice, a little higher, but no less deadly.
Not one, but two strangers.
âCanât you see youâre interrupting something?â the guy snapped at them.
âCanât you see,â the first voice mocked, âsheâs not yours?â
OR
Two women step in when a guy gets pushy with Rumi at a bar. What happens after is meant to be a one-night stand, nothing more.
But rarely do things turn out exactly the way they're meant to.
look i said it before but this fic has the best analogy for Rumi's patterns. it fits the narrative and the themes of the movie perfectly, and it even justifies why Mira and Zoey might still be upset about Rumi hiding it.
the smut is stupidly hot, the characters are wonderfully characterised, and the prose is beautifully written. there's really nothing else you could want.
show me (how to love you) by @honestground [E] [Polytrix] [Ongoing]
The client hadnât really requested anything at all; their emails had been almost overly polite, if not jarringly formal, and had selected only the most vanilla options on the questionnaire she provided. Certainly a far cry from the standard practices of her usual clientele, but this one had paid upfront and picked this expensive hotel, and Miraâs fees are dear enough on their own that she had been coloured intrigued.
Mira takes a left down the hallway after leaving the elevator and finds herself at the door to the room. She doesnât steel herselfâdoesnât need to. She can handle anything. Has handled most things. Mira swipes the keycard and lets herself in.Â
The person sitting on the bed is probably the last thing she expects.
In which Mira is a professional, Rumi is socially inept, and Zoey is also there. Let's hope nobody catches feelings.Â
the embodiment of "slow burn but they're fucking the whole time". the way information about the characters, particularly Mira and Rumi, are drip fed throughout the fic is masterful
also, Front Desk Zoey is an absolute icon and i think about her every day
Roots by @ghostbitsforkicks [E] [Polytrix] [Complete]
Greedy, Zoey thought breathlessly. Rumi was beautiful and greedy and Zoey loved her so bad it was silly. "We missed you."
Just love. Not fear, not panic, not lingering, choking guilt.
Mira paused at Rumi's words, standing just behind her.
"You missed me?" A murmur as she leaned in, tracing along Zoey's jaw. She stopped with her hand cupping the back of Zoey's neck, nails resting against the skin behind her ear like a threat. "With Zoey inside of you?"
- or -
Zoey learns how to forgive herself.
this is a fic that deals with Zoey having PTSD after the idol awards and using kink to cope with that. it's heartbreaking, but it's laced with the comedy that ghostbitsforkicks does so well and, as always, holy shit the smut.
Let It Burn Slow by @isufferfromyd [E] [Polytrix] [Ongoing]
Rumi shrugs. âMaybe youâre right. Maybe Iâm not interested.â
âBummer,â Zoey teases. âI was about to ask you to join us again, but, oh well. If youâre not interested, it canât beââ
âI think Iâd like that.â The words slip out before Rumi realises sheâs said them.
OR
Rumi is, at last, ready to accept the invitation to join Mira and Zoey, now that there are no more secrets. A kiss, a touch, a taste⌠and then so much more. What begins as a careful exploration turns into lingering gazes, soft touches, whispered breaths, and a heat that refuses to be contained. Every caress teeters between curiosity and craving, but as their touches grow bolder, memories of being exposed on stage flare, causing panic that makes it hard to fully surrender. Trust becomes a trembling act, but with Mira's and Zoeyâs patience, she learns to let herself be wanted, to let desire and vulnerability coexist, and to discover that intimacy can be safe and healing. The line between friendship and something more begins to blur, leaving nothing quite the same again.
OR
Rumi finally says yes to Zoeyâs nth offer to join them in bed. Realising Rumiâs inexperience, they start slow, exploring in shared safety. Gay panic and actual panic ensue.
the whole concept of this fic is Rumi having intimacy issues after the idol awards and not knowing how to handle that, or handling it at all. so far it isn't as heavy on the smut as the others listed here and is instead much heavier on the angst.
as you may expect from the title, this is a slower burn, and i'm so excited
an impossible greed to stomach by @unicyclehippo [E] [Polytrix] [Ongoing]
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.
another examination of Rumi having intimacy issues, but this time to the flavour of her having a very active sex life but not allowing Mira or Zoey to touch her even though she wants to. it's less a look at trauma (currently, anyway?) and more a look at how shame impacts Rumi's sexuality and the ways they try and work through it with her
if you have more recs please give me them. i probably have read them but if i haven't then i probably want to
gracieabrams
vaporwave
stormborns
turnnoffyourmind
