Fics like Instinct (Why Does it Feel Right?)

Jinu stared at her like she was speaking greek. "You mean you really haven't told your pack mates you're a demon yet?" Rumi sputtered, the tips of her ears turning pink. "W-what do you... Pack mates?" Now Jinu was definitely staring at her like she came from Mars. After a beat he sighed, long and dramatic- as if finally realizing that he had chosen to approach the most oblivious dumbass on the planet. At this point it wasn't even funny anymore, just sad. "Your pack mates." He repeated, like saying it again would magically help her to understand. "You know, the two you've imprinted on?" Rumi choked, patterns flaring as her brain short circuited. "Huh?" --- Or, my take on the idea of a Rumi that is much more affected by her demonic heritage. Complete with appropriate levels of thristing from her (totally platonic) friends she just happens to be magically bonded to, far too much lore and world-building from what was supposed to be a crack fic, and a helpful dose of sapphic pining. Coming soon to theaters near you!(Seriously Sony give us a sequel I BEG-)

Fics like Instinct (Why Does it Feel Right?)

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