8 Works by SyntheticPages
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This is a work that is gifted to user @ Mentalmar09 (for Christmas ! I posted this uhm... a few weeks late)
They wanted a karaoke fic w/ the girls and Celine
please enjoy :)
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31 Inktober one shots!
Yeah so imagine Inktober but I "repeatedly accidentally" turn every single prompt into a Celine-centric fic
Some tags are missing but whatever
Please enjoy :)
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As the final chords of What It Sounds Like faded away, the three heroines looked down upon the cheering crowd with bright smiles. Now, floating in the air, the three of them were triumphant. Rumi watched the remaining demons phase below the surface of the earth, and into the magic weave, as they descended from the sky.
Her feet never touched the ground.
Rumi felt as if an invisible hand was dragging her against the surface of a kitchen stove, scorching every inch of her body. Her patterns in particular seared in agony, each line pulsing angrily like a heartbeat. Rumi’s vision flashed white beneath her eyelids, her hands clenched even tighter around the two girls that fell with her, and her throat throbbed with unspoken sobs.
Even through her tears, Rumi could tell that wherever they were falling, it definitely was not on earth. The mountainous land below was devoid of civilization, covered in a deep blue tint, and shrouded in fog. More importantly, the sky above them was blank. No sun, no moon, and no stars. Just an empty deep blue that seemingly stretched on for an eternity.
(Or: HUNTR/X in the underworld)
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The Sunlight Sisters had just debuted—and failed. They didn't garner the fans of the previous generation. They didn't make waves in the world of music. The Honmoon weakened with their lack of success...
And so they need a new song.
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In a new age of gaming, a purple haired star rises to the top of the esports world, not just dominating her games, but dominating the whole media world—Rumi wins the world championships for the fifth year in a row—breaking her own record, and is on her way to make it a sixth.
Finally given a chance to join professional esports, Mira has done everything she possibly could have done in the last four years to study up on her rival, and at last, finds herself face to face with the unkillable demon queen on the professional stage. This year, she finally drew blood from the reigning champions, but can she maintain that form for the upcoming championship?
From her chair at home, Zoey watched all of their games from California, jumping up and down at the edge of her seat as she commentated on stream, unaware of how the upcoming world championships was going to change her life forever.
(Or: Polytrix Esports AU)
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The Honmoon keeps the hunters alive no matter what. It does not understand death, and keeps reanimating its hunters into an undead being.
Being buried at the tree puts their souls to rest properly so that they don’t suffer from the Honmoon’s blessing.
Zoey, three decades into the future, is the last hunter of her generation alive.
She falls in America, and must make it to Korea as the Honmoon stitches her body together so that she can finally rest.
She tells a story along the way.
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Stargaze
Miyeong teaches Celine how to string a bow
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The stars are in the shape of your name tonight. How can they still shine, when the world forgets your voice? by SyntheticPages
Fandoms: KPop Demon Hunters (2025)
01 Sep 2025
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If only Miyeong knew.
Yes. I would want you here if you couldn’t sing. I would want you here if you couldn’t fight, or even walk. I would want you, I have always wanted you, I will want you forever, even in my next life.
In her sleep, her arm stirred, and a fist made its way to ball up a corner of the blanket.
That was what she had wished she said.
Those words never made it to Miyeong’s ears.
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Eventually, like fireworks, the iridescent weave of a new Honmoon broke through the night sky, crashing into the ground like a fitted silk sheet.
Rumi did it. She did what Celine couldn’t.
The promise was fulfilled.
She smiled softly and knelt at the grave.
(Or: Celine centric heavy angst, past and present.)