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The water pushed her down, unstoppable, unending. Darkness closed in around her, the only light a distant pinpoint spinning above.
(She was she was she was she was she was she was she was)
The world burst around her like a bubble.
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Rumi gets kidnapped by the third Sunlight Sister and loses herself.
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My burning heart - (the Honmoon's version) by TigerMoth_ToeBeans
Fandoms: KPop Demon Hunters (2025)
31 Mar 2026
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Up until about a year ago, the Honmoon had all the sentience of a high-end home security system–blocking most intruders, able to send alerts, capable of being used by those who created it for various functions. It was effective, but it didn't need to think.
A lot of things had changed the night of the Idol Awards, when Huntrix was set to face off against the Saja Boys.
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A newly sentient Honmoon, only able to communicate via popular songs, tries to balance entertaining itself and keeping its Hunters alive. A very unserious crack fic based on my very serious fic, My Burning Heart.
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She grabbed a couple of painkillers from the cabinet and swallowed them with a handful of water from the sink. Her hands shook as she brought the water to her mouth.
Rumi had time. She could finally focus on something other than faults and fears, and she intended to focus on things that mattered.
She'd be feeling better in a couple of weeks, tops.
An exploration of love in the face of impending loss.
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What if being a hybrid didn't make Rumi longer lived--what if it did the opposite?
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Zoey flipped her legs onto the sofa, sitting up and flashing her phone in front of them. Rumi and Mira both leaned forward to peer at the screen. Whoever had made the image had clearly used a stock image of them from their How It’s Done tour era, then digitally added clip art Santa hats. In large English at the top of the poster read the words ‘HUNTR/X ON /CE,’ and in smaller letters below, ‘Live at the Crypto.com Arena in LA, Cali!’ The whole thing looked like something put together in Canva.
They both stared at the screen, then simultaneously lifted their gaze to stare at Zoey, who innocently smiled back.
“Zoey.”
“Mira.”
“Why does this look like this look like a finished poster, and why is there a date on it?” She pointed to the phone screen, adding with some note of hysteria. “A date that is one month from now?!”
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The girls have 4 weeks to prepare for an ice skating show. The only thing going smoothly is the ice.
*NOW WITH ALL SMUT EPILOGUE ~ Enjoy!*
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She might be risking everything if she did this. Even if they all survived, she might not have a relationship to come back to. Would they be able to understand that she didn’t want to hurt, didn’t want to die anymore, that she had run out of options? Would they hate her if all she left them with was a grave next to her mothers?
Did it matter if they hated her, as long as they were both alive to do so?
Please forgive me.
She reached within, and started to burn.
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Or - A demon attack leaves Rumi and Zoey stranded in a snowstorm. With her demonic abilities, Rumi is able to keep them warm... at an increasing cost and risk to herself.
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Mira's eyes turn on her suddenly, squinted in exhaustion because her contacts are probably drying out by now but teasing amusement curling her lips. She gives Rumi a semi lecherous once over, "Not pregnant are you?" Her shoulder comes out to bump playfully at Rumi's shoulder.
Zoey lets out a peel of giggles, her hands unconsciously curling tighter around Rumi's arm.
Rumi rolls her eyes even as her cheeks flood with an indignant kind of heat. "That's not a funny joke," she grumbles, chancing a brief glance over her shoulder like a recording phone is just waiting behind them. "Someone might hear you."
Mira lets out a bark of laughter, her arm wrapping around Rumi's waist as she falls into step seamlessly. "It's pretty funny," she disagrees. "I bet if anyone could pull it off it would be Zoey," she says airily.
Or, Rumi is the honmoon's favorite so why wouldn't it make her dreams come true?
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- Part 1 of Flowers In Bloom
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14 Jul 2026
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The voice was rich, leathery, and smooth, a controlled belt from the chest of the woman on stage. Mira imagined she could see the concentration in the woman’s closed eyes and furrowed brow, if the stage lights weren’t hitting her from behind, shrouding her in a golden silhouette.
Every bar was effortless. Every note an odyssey.
Mira looked at Zoey. The girl was just as transfixed. More so than Mira, even. But then, Zoey’s attunement to the Honmoon was much stronger than Mira’s. Zoey often said the Honmoon kind of felt like the Ocean from Moana. Mira had never seen it so she had to take Zoey’s word for it.
The Honmoon rippled.
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Mira and Zoey are looking to relax and unwind after months of helping Celine at auditions in search of the missing link to their trio. They don't expect to find her working at a nightclub with her patterns on full display.
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09 Jul 2026
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Reflections in Bronze and Brine by LouiseWolff
Fandoms: KPop Demon Hunters (2025), Ancient Greek Religion & Lore
31 Jan 2026
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“Why bring her to me?” She was not a savior, she was a monster. Every day she carried the broken pieces of stone birds into her temple and mended them with clay and twine. The few animals she kept have had their sight removed, yet they nuzzled into her hand all the same. Her garden flourished, because it could not see the cruelty of the face of the one who tended to it. The island had been pristine when she had found it. Alive. Thriving.
The Nereid only tilted her head, sea-weed dark hair sliding wetly across her shoulders and throat. “Her quest was to find you.”
“Find me?” She scoffed. “People find me for one reason only.”
“To kill you?” grinned Zoey. It was a feral thing, revealing rows of serrated teeth. The illusion of a beautiful woman suddenly replaced by something wild, something dangerous. How apt.
She shook her head morosely. “To die.”
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The Greek Mythology AU where Rumi is Perseus, sent to slay Mira as Medusa, but Zoey, daughter of the ocean, is tired of tragedies, and manipulates fate just enough to get something entirely different. This is a tale of how three women find each other despite their destinies, and build a love strong enough to defy the gods.Bookmarked by TigerMoth_ToeBeans
05 Jul 2026
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A Tale As Old As Time by eternalnslaught, LootnScootn
Fandoms: KPop Demon Hunters (2025)
28 Jun 2026
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There was a princess.
There is a beast.
Nine years after Honmoon Palace fell to a mysterious foe, Kang Mira and Choi Zoey live under the ruthless thumb of the Kang merchant family risen to power with the absence of the ruling Ryu Clan. Zoey, the sweet half-blooded outsider, and Mira, the headstrong and wayward daughter of the Kangs, escape Honmoon Village in fire and blood to leave behind the cold venom of cruel words and coerced obligations. They flee for the ruins of Honmoon Palace, hoping the tales of ghosts and other unearthly creatures will be enough to deter their angry pursuers.
They don't expect the rumours to hold a grain of truth in them. A terrifying beast roams the palace grounds—the very one alleged to have brought an end to the Ryu line—but it doesn't attack or chase them away. Surrounded by strange magic and a cagey beast, Zoey and Mira plot their next move and ready to leave.
And the Beast will let them. She must.
For who could ever love a beast?
Based on Disney's Beauty and the Beast (1991).
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04 Jul 2026
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The gloves are exactly the right size when she’s eight, and a little small at ten. Age eleven, the first chill breeze slinks through the garden with dead leaves in its mouth like a grey street cat, unbidden, proudly feral. Rumi can’t get her gloves on. The narrow bite of the opening tight around her knuckles.
It’s a silly thing to cry about but it feels—it feels—oh she doesn’t know.
Bad. A little bit. Maybe.
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02 Jul 2026