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Henry is hurt, and everyone is afraid. In an attempt to numb the pain and be strong for her family, Emma loses all control over just how numb she is. Suddenly, she's not as strong as she thought, but Regina is there to help her collect herself.
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04 Apr 2026
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I want to die like a citrus tree (but that's not a milkweed's fate) by ILovedHerAndSometimesSheLovedMeToo
Fandoms: KPop Demon Hunters (2025)
17 Oct 2025
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Mira and Zoey don’t know this yet (they will, one day soon, they will), but Rumi died for the first time the Monday after her eleventh birthday.
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Rumi inhaled, the rush of air filling her lungs, inflating that tiny balloon called hope trapped behind her ribs.
“I love you, Celine.”
The words tumbled out of her gracelessly, but so so sweetly. She waited, and all the while, that little balloon grew and grew, the plastic skin of it stretching and thinning with every second before—
“You too,” Celine said back.
‘Pop.’
“Celine,” Rumi tried again, voice shaking as tears she didn’t even know she still had left to shed began to drip down her left cheek. “Celine, I said I love you.”
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If demons (even half-demons) could kill themselves, there probably wouldn't be many left. Rumi doesn't know this, yet. She learns.
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24 Mar 2026
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Zoey has always trusted the Honmoon.
It hums in her chest. It answers when she calls. It gives her six blades, endless lyrics, and a place at the center of something that matters.
Until it doesn’t.
As the Idol Awards loom and demons prowl Seoul’s rooftops, Zoey’s magic begins to fail, first a missing knife, then silence where her words should be. A voice creeps in where her confidence used to live, whispering that she’s too much, not enough, and never meant to stay.
When the Demon King stops attacking the city and starts attacking the bond between her, Mira, and Rumi, Zoey is forced to confront the most dangerous battlefield yet, the beliefs she’s wrapped around her own power.
A story about fear turned inward, bonds that refuse to break, and the quiet, electric realization that sometimes the thing you think makes you weak is exactly what saves you.
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22 Mar 2026
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Distantly, there’s a part of her that wants to fight against the notion that she’s going soft. Mira has been all sharp teeth and jagged edges for as long as she can remember. She suffocated whatever kindness she had inside of her by the time she hit double digits and realised that being nice wouldn’t be enough to keep her alive. Biting every hand that came close was a good of a compromise as any for her, because almost all of them would end up turning into fists; she’s never seen a reason to take the chance and get hit just for wanting something stupid like to be
heldfree from having to ice a handful of bruises.Mira has gotten good at taking care of herself. She’s gotten good at keeping people out of her head and at a distance, because that’s what she’s always done. It’s easier to forgo relationships—of any kind—entirely rather than pick through each one of them and stare at them under a microscope just on the off-chance that the person isn’t going to turn out to be some sort of monster.
Zoey and Rumi are different, though.
(or, five times mira fled from being touched, and the one time she stayed)
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- Part 16 of 2025 october song prompts [kpdh]
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15 Mar 2026
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Mira has been going over each little thing for the past week. Meticulously turning them over in her mind, replaying events in her head until she’s sick from remembering. It’s something like a punishment. A constant reminder of all the ways she fucked up; hardly feels like enough atonement after hearing everything that Rumi has gone through her entire life.
Rumi stops being able to sing. Rumi starts completely shutting down, worse than either of them have ever seen. Rumi starts pulling away. There are nights where Mira swears Rumi isn’t in her room, but she can’t prove it. Rumi starts obsessively wearing layers—turtlenecks paired up with jackets and compression shirts underneath all of that. Rumi starts being strangely combative and harsh. Rumi snaps at her in a way that is completely uncharacteristic for her. Rumi won’t sing their song, even with the world caving in around them, as if she wouldn’t mind if the world did end.
Mira hasn’t stopped feeling guilty.
(or, a look into the grief that comes after nearly losing your best friend)
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- Part 2 of heloise-verse
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15 Mar 2026