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Jinu can’t leave without Gwi-Ma’s permission, but sometimes he stands under the open and roiling sky and watches the barrier cascade in musical waves overhead, thousands of glimmering blue filaments that undulate with deceptive delicacy, offering, if even for a second, a glimpse of an overworld that rouses itself to song. It is not lost on Jinu that he serves a warped inverse of that purpose down here.
But demons don’t flock to his music. They shy away from it, wilting rather than blooming, because on a very literal level they understand that his voice isn’t for them. Gwi-Ma is a jealous god, and he cannot abide it if the rewards that his gifts reap don’t return to him, always, in the end.
Or: In which Jinu makes choices (a real mixed bag of them), trips into a situationship, regrets everything, lies to himself and others, and decides he wants to be a better person after all, actually—not necessarily in that order.
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27 Jul 2025
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“I thought you weren’t ashamed of them anymore.”
Rumi eyes Jinu in the mirror, scowling. “I’m not. It’s just… weird to have them out all the time.”
Jinu, who also has his patterns out all the time and once called them a constant reminder of my shame, shrugs where he’s leaning against the open door frame. “So cover them up.”
“I just—wouldn’t that make me a hypocrite? I sing this huge song about friendship and loving myself and then I go right back to being scared to show my bare arms in front of my two closest friends. It’s ridiculous. I’m ridiculous.”
“Your words, not mine.”
Or: Living is harder than dying. Jinu and Rumi move forward.
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27 Jul 2025
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so you accidentally resurrected a wizard by spoondrifts
Fandoms: Howl's Moving Castle - All Media Types
08 Jun 2023
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“Grateful! Hah!” The corpse hauled himself to his feet, showering her with sod. “You think I should be grateful for this?” He pointed at his face. A piece of skin from his cheek sloughed away on cue and hit the ground with a wet splat. “I’m hideous! How do you expect me to go around looking like a shambling zombie?”
“Well, I don’t know what a ‘zombie’ is,” Sophie said, “but it’s clear to me that whoever buried you was well within their rights to leave you here without a headstone, if this is the kind of person you were before you died.”
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27 Jul 2025
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“First you must make a delicious bowl of tea; lay the charcoal so the water boils; arrange the flowers as they are in the field; in the summer suggest coolness, in the winter, warmth; do everything ahead of time; prepare for rain; and give those with whom you find yourself every consideration.”
- Sen no Rikyu
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22 Jul 2025
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Zuko scoffed. “As always, I am the author of my own unhappiness.”
Sokka hummed. “Years ago, when it was just us travelling together, we came across this fortune teller. I didn’t believe any of that mumbo-jumbo. But then she said that my life would be full of struggle and anguish, most of it self-inflicted.”
It suited Zuko’s life extraordinarily well, he felt. “Sometimes, I feel like I’m the only person in the Fire Nation who has a vision of what it takes for this country to get better.”
Sokka turned to face him, but Zuko looked resolutely forwards. “That can’t be true.”
Zuko turns twenty-five. In spite of his best efforts, the Fire Nation seems to lurch from crisis to crisis. The firebenders have lost their flame, and the situation with the former colonies is only worsening. All the while, he's ill, lonely, and consumed by work.
And on the other side of the country, Sokka has just moved in with one Master Piandao.
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