Polytrix Big Bang (January 2026)
This is the collection for the Polytrix Big Bang, from January 5th to January 9th!
There are 9 SFW fics and 6 NSFW fics in this event, so please read the tags if you are uncomfortable with NSFW or any particular topics.
Each fic has an art piece made to accompany the story, so please check out those artists and art pieces! (You can find most of them reposted on our Twitter/X or on the Polytrix Big Bang Masterlist.)This event was hosted on Twitter/X (@polytrixbigbang) by Kor and Nwari (@CharredHoney and @nwarissi on Twitter/X)
(Open, Moderated)
Random works
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lavender & rose (& sage) by ghostgrlonfirst, hideousbeast
Fandoms: KPop Demon Hunters (2025)
09 Jan 2026
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Rumi is standing on her toes, reaching out for a dumpling that Mira is holding above her head.
She can see the years of friendship — of knowing each other — in the way their bodies move around each other, in every look they share, in every push and pull of the air around them. It's beautiful, hypnotic.
But it's also fragile, something that could so easily break — that she could so easily break with how much she wants them.
With how much she wants to be pulled into their orbit and wrap that thread they share around herself too.
She raises her camera back up, eye on the viewfinder and follows the two of them as they move to another stall — Mira making a gesture with one hand that has Rumi throwing her head back in laugher.
Click.
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They loved each other. All three of them. It didn’t matter which season it was; their love would remain.
In the clarity of spring, when the air around them was filled with the scent of rain, their love was there. A hand offered at the right moment, laughter shared across the room, the way they came together in each other’s presence. In the hot, long, unrelenting days of summer, their love was there. It shone in sun-warmed afternoons, in the brush of their fingers, in their shared glances. In the impermanence of fall, their love was still there. Finding warmth in each other’s presence, falling leaves mirroring shifts in their lives, quiet evenings spent together. In the harsh and silent winter, their love was still there. It was in bundled arms against the cold, the shared mugs of something hot and sweet, the solace in each other against the starkness outside.
modern au of the girls moving through the seasons
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Succubus demon Rumi was simply looking for her next meal when she came across not one, but two massive sources of sensual energy - the perfect prey. The prey had names: Zoey and Mira, married cam girls. And so begins the hunt for Rumi; but the outcome was not something that she would ever expect.
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The moment they stepped out of the elevator, Rumi felt her back pressed against the wall, air knocked out of her lungs. One hand, palm flat against the wall beside her head, the other idly tracing fingers along her waist as Mira caged her in. Close like this, heat pooled between them like a pit of lava, thick and swirling with a tempered vigor. Brown eyes searched her own for any discomfort.
"Rumi," Mira licked her lips, hesitance peeking through her typically confident demeanor, "can I kiss you?"
Or, Rumi goes on a date with Zoey and Mira, and she learns what it's like to be wanted.
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she'd never been one for confrontation, which is not a statement most would agree with.
Mira was a problem child - through and through - a nasty bite and a spiteful tongue. sour, bitter, tart and sharp. barbed wire for skin, bruise of a personality and tainted head that doomed a cycle. cowardice, wishful thinking, try try try…
she was too bitter for them.
her girls were perfect - through and through - a soft kiss and a gentle caress. mild, sweet, subtle and gooey. silk for warmth, twinkling laughter and tender assurance that healed the bloodiest wounds. she'd always loved them, still did, always will, never changing. she'd promised to confess, 7 years ago she'd promised to confess, but the cycle was exact.
she'd never been one for confrontation, a statement only she could testify to with each time she watched their hands intertwine. rearing horns at another bull was easy, but to present tenderness to those even moreso…
they were too sweet for her.
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a study of Mira's character, and how a yearning heart amounts to nothing but distant hurt… that is, if Rumi and Zoey didn't feel the same for their sweet, sweet girl.