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Twelve Moons and a Fortnight Verse by stiltonbasket
Fandom 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV), 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
11 Apr 2026
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In which Wei Wuxian spends a year leading the Jiang sect while Jiang Cheng helps Jin Ling claim his rightful place in Lanling, and that makes all the difference.
(All works in the series stand alone and contain no spoilers for the main fic, so feel free to start wherever you like!)
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11 Apr 2026
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and at the center of it all, there you are by woodendoll
Fandoms: KPop Demon Hunters (2025)
04 Mar 2026
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The bathhouse ambush follows the same old script, the same old plot.
He changes it up, just a tad. Rumi holds out her sword to him, both of them circling each other in a dance, and Jinu decides screw it.
He steps forward, she prepares for war, but the tip of her sword touches his chest, right where his heart should be. The sword glows and crackles, reacting to him, pulsing in time with his breath; Rumi’s eyes dart to it then back on Jinu, wide and unsure.
He smiles. “Hey Rumi, what am I supposed to do?”
And then he walks into her blade. It pierces him true, and he relishes holding her, if only for a mere fraction of a second, their time limited.
Just when things start to fade away, he hears it, barely: “J-Jinu?”
Rumi’s single word keeps echoing in his head, all he can hear. She shouldn’t have known his name yet. She shouldn’t have that gentle a tone yet.
Every time Jinu dies, he's flung back in time to right after the first Soda Pop performance. Why and how, he knows not. All he knows is Rumi is there with his soul each and every time.
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20 Mar 2026
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The door slides open, and Tobirama can’t be bothered to do more than crack one eye open over the edge of his futon. Madara walks into the room with no mind to silence or subterfuge, flips up the edge of the bedding - Tobirama grumbles, pulling his knees up and tucking his feet tighter into the bulk of the blankets. All to settle himself into the warmth of the futon like it’s his own, bullying his way up against Tobirama’s back and breathing warm over his nape.
He sighs.
Madara’s bottom lip nudges at his earlobe. “Honoured wife.”
“Lecherous husband,” he mutters.
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13 Feb 2026
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Tobirama stared at Madara without breathing.
At the tiny droplets of blood splattered across his face , at his intense eyes, at his mouth smeared with blood. He felt the taste of it on his tongue.
Madara held his promise.
He would always hold it. There was nothing Tobirama could do or say to stop him. This was it. Tobirama married him, mated with him for the rest of his life. Madara killed and he would undoubtedly kill again.
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13 Feb 2026
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12 Feb 2026