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In a world where prophecies rule the pulse of every life — where even dreams must bow before fate — twelve heirs are born beneath the blessing of divine music. Each chosen to wield an ancient relic, each destined to shape the world’s harmony anew.
Their names are written in gold, their instruments carved in legend.
Their purpose — absolute.But prophecies, like people, are never perfect.
A torn page.
A missing name.
A thirteenth note that was never meant to be heard.When the heirs gather to awaken their sacred relics, what begins as a ceremony of glory trembles with an unseen discord. Whispers of an incomplete prophecy rise once more — of a final heir erased from history, whose existence could either unite their harmony... or unmake it.
Bound by love, rivalry, and the fragile melody of destiny, the twelve will learn that the brightest light always casts the deepest shadow. And when that shadow begins to sing, the world will listen — whether it wishes to or not.
Because every song needs an ending.
And not all endings are meant to be heardBookmarked by housu
25 Jun 2026
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That night, Chan had learned just how few Slytherins there were. In all of Hogwarts, nearly eight hundred students, only forty wore green and silver including him. Only forty had been willing to face the stigma, the prejudice, the way the rest of the school looked at them like they were Dark wizards waiting to come to fruition.
The post-war revelation that students could choose their houses, that the Sorting Hat would take their choice into account, had gutted Slytherin. Why would anyone choose to be hated? Why would anyone choose to be associated with Voldemort?
Only those who had no choice came to Slytherin now. Those whose families had been Slytherin for generations, pure-bloods with a family pride to uphold.
And, for some reason, Chan. The muggleborn who the Hat had decided belonged with the snakes.
or; chan navigates life at hogwarts in a school that hates him for being a slytherin. all alone until twelve boys finally see him for the person he really is.
(title from your best american girl by mitski)
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- Part 5 of seventeen
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25 Jun 2026
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“Jun-hyung?” he says sleepily. “Why’re we in a carriage?”
Junhui laughs, upbeat and melodic. “Have you forgotten already, Hanshuai? We’re on our way to the Sect of the Seven Stars of course!”
Okay. So there’s immediately some red flags in those words.
OR: Hansol gets isekai-ed into Ancient Fantasy China, but at least Jun is with him. Except, what's all this about cultivators and sects?
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23 Jun 2026
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Sent away after the King deems him unfit and ends their betrothal, Chan finds himself newly bound to the Lord of Winterfell, denied the title that has been promised to him for years.
Scorned, Chan vows to himself that he will never love his new husbandBookmarked by housu
23 Jun 2026
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To kiss a purple rose by StrawberrySynfull for wintermorningmoon
Fandoms: SEVENTEEN (Band)
10 Apr 2026
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Chan is dying. There is no escaping from it. Her days are in red, double digits if she cannot make herself useful for her Master. But if the stupid curse will end up killing her any of these days, she might as well go on a suicide mission.
Her new name, the one she will die in, is Lee Chan. Lady-in-waiting of the high House of Lee, sent to serve the Crownless Queen of the Kingdom of Dragons. A show of good faith between neighboring nations meant to spare them of the ire of her army, the one that expanded throughout all of the northern continent and subdued the old nations.
The Bitch sits on her throne guarded by her loyal mutts. A collection of perverted trysts and a power that burns bright gold, white, black and red. Chan will destroy them as well, bring them to their knees and under her heel. She won't let herself be fooled into their seductions.
...right?
I call out for you, without knowing it, I call for you.
You're drunk on this purple scentA YoonCharem AU as nasty as it is overcomplicated.
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12 Jun 2026