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What now? The Honmoon is sealed. The battle is won. The war is over. Your purpose is fulfilled. So, what now? What else is there to do? What else is there to be? What is your purpose now?
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Celine is a sad gay
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Following the path carved into my skin by Secr, Zakurath
Fandoms: KPop Demon Hunters (2025)
17 Nov 2025
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Centuries of patience brought forth an unexpected unique opportunity for Gwi-Ma. Watching the half-breed slowly fall from grace pleased them to no end. Until finally, they could lean close and whisper sweet poison into her mind. But she was still a Hunter—blood and fate intertwined. It would take time to corrupt her. She had one foot in the light, one in the dark: a delicate balance, a rare opening not to be wasted. They had waited lifetimes for this; a few more years were nothing.
They knew that if the half-breed were pushed too far, too fast, this golden opportunity would shatter—and another might never appear again. Then, one day, Gwi-Ma heard her respond. The door to her soul swung open wider than ever before. Their prize was within reach. Yet, something made Gwi-Ma pause.
Two more doors had appeared before the Demon King, each cracked just enough to glimpse what lay beyond.
What were a few more months if the final prize could be magnitudes greater? A few more whispered words, and the reward would surpass even their wildest imaginings.
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Short fragments I wrote for the KPDH Discord Ink‑October Event.
One chapter for each prompt of the day.
The chapter's title was the prompt given (excluding the parentheses, that's just for me).Chapters are NOT connected.
Ships/timeline/events/canon/themes may differ with each chapter.
Treat each chapter as a standalone work.DISCLAIMER: Tags/Warnings may change with each update.
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Gwi-Ma having his fun with Rumi.
Flames fueled by shame, growing ever hotter. Soon it will burn more than just Rumi.~ OR ~
Gwi-Ma pulls on her threads, unraveling her piece by piece, until she is nothing but a hollow outline in the void.
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songs echo through the Labyrinth I lose myself in, Secrets I learn from the Verses I hear.
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She pushes her glasses back up her nose, eyes never moving from the spot on Rumi’s shoulder. Hm. They are, in fact, still there.
“Zoey,” Mira calls, keeping her voice low, not wanting to alert Rumi, because, quite frankly, she needs to talk to anyone else who isn't the source of the problem right now.
Zoey, thankfully, picks up on the tone in her voice, easily making her way over from across the compound, giving Mira a look. Mira just gestures for Zoey to get closer to her, and once Zoey is shoulder-to-shoulder with her, Mira gestures over toward Rumi.
There’s a pause.
“Huh,” Zoey decides, frowning. “That’s...” she trails off, waving a hand as she tilts her head to the side. “Different.”
“Something like that,” Mira agrees, crossing her arms over her chest. “Rumi has patterns.”
Zoey makes a noise. “Yeah. I guess so, huh?”
(or, mira and zoey discover rumi's patterns early and make it their life goal to...help)
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- Part 18 of 2025 october song prompts [kpdh]
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08 May 2026
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Mira and Zoey find out.
And they try to get Rumi to confess… subtly…
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But the texture of the couch under her sweating palms scratched violently at something that had always been loose in Rumi’s mind. Something in her fingers clung to the ease of hiding next to these two women. Something wanted to howl but was so deeply buried all it could do was bite at its own flesh. Frustration was clawing at the back of the empty hollow feeling. Normally couch time helped. Normally the laughter started to fill her up again. It gave Rumi something to hold onto until she wasn’t drowning.
Or
Rumi had a process. Something that never failed to make her feel better. The girls were never suppose to know.
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Tough As Nails (and built for breaking) by Apollomutt
Fandoms: KPop Demon Hunters (2025)
13 Apr 2026
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”Medic!” She barked, voice booming in the panicked disarray that was in her damn way. Security at least got the memo and suddenly people were being moved away from her path.
There he was, the lead act had called out that a man was struggling. Rumi could see him now, clutching desperately at his chest and wheezing as he went down.
Glorious.
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Their third hasn’t been found years in but on some random blustering November day a man collapses during a set and a woman with patterns launches into action so fast they can’t even process what’s happening. Or that this demon seems to be channeling the honmoon into her medical care. Rumi just wants to keep doing her wildly traumatizing job why do these two women think she wants to join their K-pop band?
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Medic Rumi in America AU.
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“Okay, seriously, what is going on with you?” Mira demands. Rumi catches a glimpse of her expression, eyes narrowed, like she’s confused rather than hurt. “This is totally, like, I don’t know, Rumi! This isn’t you. Listen, I get that things are tough, but what the hell is this?”
“It’s—”
“Don’t lie to me, Rumi,” Mira warns. “How are we meant to seal the honmoon if you’re too busy doing...whatever this is? You’re tearing yourself apart. And—what the hell was all of that? Do you seriously expect me to just, I don’t know, ignore all of that? Are you serious?”
She’s going to kill you. You should let her.
“Mira, it’s—”
“Don’t lie to me, Rumi,” Mira hisses out, her confusion turning to hurt; Rumi can see the shift in her eyes, the way she flinches back as soon as the words leave her mouth. “Please. What’s going on with you?”
(or, rumi and mira's conversation goes a little worse and a lot better at the same time)
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- Part 17 of 2025 october song prompts [kpdh]
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04 May 2026
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Rumi tells them what she is.
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Rumi scoffs, turning her head to the side to make sure no one is looking at them before she jerks her hand out, grabbing the string of his hoodie, tugging him forward hard enough to nearly choke him.
“I’m trying—can you quit?—to help you!” Jinu hisses out, his voice strained and tight. “You helped me!”
“I didn’t want your help!” Rumi shoots back, tightening her grasp on the strings. “I never asked you to do this!”
Jinu sputters, his hands coming up to slap at her own. “You needed my help! You still do!”
“I do not!” Rumi protests. “You’re just—you’re too arrogant! You don’t know how to stay out of other people’s business! You thrive off of making my life as awful as you can!”
“You make it easy!” Jinu practically growls. This time, Rumi does let the strings go, grinning as Jinu yelps, nearly toppling over in his chair. It’s pretty much a miracle he manages to grab onto the table in time before he goes flying, and the furious scowl she gets is more than enough of a reward. “And they like this?"
(or, jinu gets his soul back early, and makes it his life goal to wingman for rumi who very much so does Not Want Him To Do That)
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- Part 24 of 2025 october song prompts [kpdh]
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04 May 2026
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Jinu is a good wingdemon.