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  1. Public Bookmark 47

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    The idea of Jinu grabbing four random demons and turning them into Kpop idols is fun... but, given what I know of theatre kids and performers in general? I honestly think he was spoiled for choice.

    (If you're looking for some ideas or a starting point to flesh out the Saja Boys besides Jinu, that's kinda what this is, in a 'friend kicking their legs as they share headcanons' sort of format.)

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    02 Jul 2025

  2. Public Bookmark 29

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    There comes a time in every kpop idol's career where they are asked The Question (Jinu just wishes it had been about his love life).

    Or: Aegyo is probably some kind of eternal punishment

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    25 Jun 2025

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    In the mirror, her eyes were still golden. But they didn’t seem as unnatural now. They were warm. Luminous. Like sunrise caught in glass. Like the colour they fought to turn the Honmoon.

    “I keep forgetting,” Rumi muttered, “that I don’t have to hide anymore.”

    “That’s why we’re here,” Zoey said, nudging her with an elbow. “To remind you.”

    Or: A week since everything went down, Rumi finds herself forgetting she doesn't have to keep things a secret anymore. (3 times +1)

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    22 Jun 2025

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    “I can explain,” she rushes out, even though she has actually no idea how to explain.

    “Yeah, can you explain why I found this out from a Twitter thread instead of from you?” Bobby says. He grabs his phone and pulls up a web page, then slides the phone over to Rumi.

    She freezes.

    It’s not some tell-all about her secret demon identity.

    She looks down at the photo, taken by some resourceful paparazzo, of Jinu waving goodbye as he slips out the back of her condo building. In the background, blurry but still obviously her, is Rumi.

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    Five times people assumed Rumi and Jinu are together (and one other time entirely)

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    20 Jun 2025

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    With time, it becomes familiar— the shape of a club, the slide of the boomerang, the heft of a spear, the curl of a fist prepared to land a punch— and sometimes, when he looks at his hands, he doesn't recognize them. They had once been unsure and clumsy and soft, but now they are certain and steady and rough.

    He begins wrapping them in fabric, the way all the men in the village did, just so that he doesn't have to look at them and wonder if they’re his or not.

    (It isn’t just his hands that don’t look like they’re his— he looks in the mirror, and no longer recognizes the person staring back at him.)

    or,

    sokka and his hands

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    18 Jun 2025