ArkhamKnightofGotham



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  1. Public Bookmark 11

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    The bell rang.

    Conversations thinned, then stilled completely.

    Heels clicked against polished stone. Once. Twice.

    That alone was enough to hush the room.

    The classroom door opened and the world, quite rudely, shifted.

    She walked in like she had already decided she belonged there.

    Heeled boots striking stone with quiet authority. Back straight. Chin lifted. Black pencil skirt tailored to precision, white shirt fitted and immaculate, sleeves rolled just enough to suggest intention. A black coat rested over one arm, a satchel slung across her body like it was an extension of her.

    And... she was green.

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    04 Jun 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 20

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    “And do you usually break into your sister’s house in the middle of the night?”

    “I—” Elphaba paused, frowning slightly at the women. “I didn’t break in,” she said mildly, shaking her head. “I used the door.”

    She held up her keys, pointing them stupidly towards the door as if the woman wasn’t familiar with how the two functioned together.

    The woman huffed, crossing her arms over her chest. “But why are you here?” she demanded. “It’s the middle of the night!”

    “It’s eight o’clock,” Elphaba said, not really knowing why she was arguing that particular point. “Hardly the—”

    “Alright!” the woman snapped, waving a dismissive hand around haphazardly. “You didn’t break in and it’s not the middle of the night. But what are you doing here?”
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    Dispirited architect Glinda Upland travels to Scotland for Christmas to do some soul searching, where she crosses paths with one Elphaba Thropp, who has recently inherited a bookshop that is falling to pieces around her.

    Things progress, as they so often do.
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    The Holiday AU.

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    04 Jun 2026

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    “Rumi?” Mira questioned uncertainly. The demons had frozen as well, staring at Rumi as she stared back. The tense silence stretched. The hallway felt like the oxygen had been sucked out and the dim lighting cast shadows all around.

    “Rumi, there’s no such thing as half demons. We would know. Celine would have told us. It has to be a trick….” Zoey said but it was clear she still had her own reservations.

    And what could Rumi say to that? Celine had said she could find no records of any other half demons, not anywhere in the archive. How could hunters have never encountered a single half demon in the nearly 800 years since the honmoon was created? What were the chances they would meet them now, in this generation, when Rumi herself was one? It felt like a trap. It had to be a trap.

    But…

    “Rumi?”

    “She’s bleeding.” She said softly. “Demons don’t bleed.”

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    31 May 2026

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    "Of all the women in this stupid village, they had to pick me"

    When Mira's name is chosen to be sent to the demon king as his bride, she knew it was a death sentence. Gwi-Ma was known to devour souls, and she knew he would devour hers.

    But when she's taken to meet the demon king...

    Mira looked up to see his face— "Oh!" For the second time tonight, Mira was startled to see a young woman's face. The demon king wasn't a king at all. She was a demon queen. Her eyes were a soft brown, though when she stepped into the light, they reflected with a golden hue. The tiger striped patterns were on her face and neck too. She wasn't human, that was for certain.

    But she didn't seem dangerous either.

     

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    Rumi gets sent two brides she didn't ask for and she can't seem to get either of them to go home.

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    31 May 2026

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    She is the dog that bites when a hand extends itself to feed, the dog that is wrong down to its very bones, down to the marrow, down to something genetic and intrinsic and unchangeable, the dog they put down to spare it its own misery.

    She wishes it were as simple as a matter of guilt. Guilt for hurting them, for hiding, for lying, because maybe she could’ve fixed that, because guilt, at least, would’ve meant that she’s only done something wrong.

    Shame is knowing that she is something wrong.

     

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    Rumi doesn’t run when the girls find her backstage.

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